Lyrics Yeah she likes how sweet I like my sweet tea And she likes my boots with these blue jeans And she likes sparklin' buttons on my pearl snap And she likes my cowboy hat 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 Yeah she likes how good I pick a guitar And she likes when I play her my songs And she tells me I'm a-gonna be a big star She's always singing along 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 Yeah she likes how good I pick a guitar She's always singing along 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 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.
