Mason Ramsey - Twang Lyrics

Twang - Mason Ramsey Lyrics

Yeah, she likes how sweet I like my sweet tea
And she likes my boots with these blue jeans
And she likes poppin' buttons on my pearl snap
And she likes my cowboy hat

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[chorus]
But she loves me for my twang
Reminds her of a little hank
When she hears me on the radio
She knows that it's me by the way I sing
She loves me for my twang
Loves me for my twang

[verse 2]
Yeah, she likes how good I pick a guitar
And she likes when I play her my songs
And she tells me I'm gonna be a big star
She's always singin' along

[chorus]
She loves me for my twang
Reminds her of a little hank
When she hears me on the radio
She knows that it's me by the way I sing
She loves me for my twang
Loves me for my twang

[bridge]
Yeah, she likes how good I pick a guitar
She's always singing along

[pre-chorus]
She loves me for my twang
Reminds her of a little hank
When she hears me on the radio
She knows that it's me by the way I sing

[chorus]
She loves me for my twang
Reminds her of a little hank
When she hears me on the radio
She knows that it's me by the way I sing
She loves me for my twang
Loves me for my twang