Manly Way

The Dead South

One, two
One, two, three, four
Hey there, baby, you sting like bee
Everybody just wants to see what it is so sweet in you
Must be your honey seeping through

You shoot like a man
And you kick like a mule
You ain′t no body's fool
Wearing them boots like you ranching all day
Must be off to a bounce in the hay

I like my coffee black (oh, get that milk out of his coffee)
And I love my liquor straight (well, get that guy a whiskey)
With a chew in my lip (he′s got tobacco in his mouth)
Now, that's the manly way
That's the manly way
Life should always be that way

Hey there, baby, you sting like bee
Everybody just wants to see what it is so sweet in you
Must be your honey seeping through

You shoot like a man
And you kick like a mule
You ain′t no body′s fool
Wearing them boots like you ranching all day
Must be off to a bounce in the hay

I like my coffee black (oh, get that milk out of his coffee)
And I love my liquor straight (well, get that guy a whiskey)
With a chew in my lip (he's got tobacco in his mouth)
Now, that′s the manly way
That's the manly way
Life should always be that way