Lyrics: When you see a deer you see Bambi And I see antlers up on the wall When you see a lake you think picnic And I see a large mouth up under that log You're probably thinking that you're going to change me In some ways well maybe you might Scrub me down, dress me up all but no matter what Remember I'm still a guy When you see a priceless French painting I see drunk, naked girls You think that riding a wild bull sounds crazy And I'd like to give it a whirl Well love makes a man do some things he ain't proud of And in a weak moment I might Walk your sissy dog, hold your purse at the mall But remember, I'm still a guy I'll pour out my heart Hold your hand in the car Write a love song that makes you cry Then turn right around knock some jerk to the ground 'Cause he copped a feel as you walked by I can hear you now talking to your friends Saying "Yeah girls he's come a long way" From dragging his knuckles and carrying a club And building a fire in a cave But when you say a backrub means only a backrub Then you swat my hand when I try Well, what can I say at the end of the day Honey, I'm still a guy And I'll pour out my heart Hold your hand in the car Write a love song that makes you cry Then turn right around knock some jerk to the ground 'Cause he copped a feel as you walked by These days there's dudes getting facials Manicured, waxed and botoxed With deep spray-on tans and creamy lotiony hands You can't grip a tackle-box With all of these men lining up to get neutered It's hip now to be feminized I don't highlight my hair I've still got a pair Yeah honey, I'm still a guy All my eyebrows ain't plucked There's a gun in my truck Oh thank God, I'm still a guy
Funny this came on the radio just as I was tucking a Bambi's mom roast in the crock pot. I love my guy a little wild at heart, cuz our freezer is full of yummy fresh caught fish, and wild venison and hog. I'll take a club draggin' guy over a pansy any day.
I am sure I have done all the "guy" things that brad sang about, and there ain't no way in hell I'm getting a facial. Cause Lord knows, I'm still a guy too!
I've never done any of that shit get manicures, pedicures, facials, fuck that, I still got a pair thank God I'm Still A Guy, and I'm not changing that for nobody and that's what my wife loves about me.
Imagine how MASSIVE this song would be if it released tomorrow. An entire generation and a massive population of stinky libs that have no idea this song even exists. Can you imagine???!! 🤣 it would be #1 everywhere that day and you wouldn’t be able to avoid seeing reaction vids or commentary on social/TV… If you’re an up-and-coming artist and want to go viral worldwide and make MILLIONS aaaaaaaand… MILLIONS of $$ than WTH u waiting for. Get Brad to clear the cover for ya and I’m not even asking for much… Just thank me(I’ll accept royalties), shout me out, and be lucky I can’t play the guitar 😈🤑
Lyrics:
When you see a deer you see Bambi
And I see antlers up on the wall
When you see a lake you think picnic
And I see a large mouth up under that log
You're probably thinking that you're going to change me
In some ways well maybe you might
Scrub me down, dress me up all but no matter what
Remember I'm still a guy
When you see a priceless French painting
I see drunk, naked girls
You think that riding a wild bull sounds crazy
And I'd like to give it a whirl
Well love makes a man do some things he ain't proud of
And in a weak moment I might
Walk your sissy dog, hold your purse at the mall
But remember, I'm still a guy
I'll pour out my heart
Hold your hand in the car
Write a love song that makes you cry
Then turn right around knock some jerk to the ground
'Cause he copped a feel as you walked by
I can hear you now talking to your friends
Saying "Yeah girls he's come a long way"
From dragging his knuckles and carrying a club
And building a fire in a cave
But when you say a backrub means only a backrub
Then you swat my hand when I try
Well, what can I say at the end of the day
Honey, I'm still a guy
And I'll pour out my heart
Hold your hand in the car
Write a love song that makes you cry
Then turn right around knock some jerk to the ground
'Cause he copped a feel as you walked by
These days there's dudes getting facials
Manicured, waxed and botoxed
With deep spray-on tans and creamy lotiony hands
You can't grip a tackle-box
With all of these men lining up to get neutered
It's hip now to be feminized
I don't highlight my hair
I've still got a pair
Yeah honey, I'm still a guy
All my eyebrows ain't plucked
There's a gun in my truck
Oh thank God, I'm still a guy
👍💓
Thank you Hank...just finding ...you singing one of my songs...awe...you are my Hero 🎉🎉 Eloris Lori Laurie Elizabeth Williams Presley TM Musk ❤❤
What the fuck does any of this mean?
Thank God I'm a guy !!!
This is my ALL TIME favorite song. This version is awesome!!! Girls, SPEAK UP! No girl wants a half girl/half man!!! Men, PAY ATTENTION!
So true!
One of the best songs ever written, still love it like it's brand new
Not if you get a Doe Permit... Yes, there are such things as Doe Permits.
It's a song for retarded people. A song for America
@@brandonvandelden7972 you sound like a snowflake. And I'm from Italy, so go cry somewhere elae
"with all these men lining up to get neutered...I'm glad I got a pair"
no matter if it is senior or bocephus they are both icons I am a fan to the end
That green guitar brad is playing is the one he painted! Now it's his splash guitar!:) love it!! And his shirt! So cute!:)
Listening to this on International Women's Day.
Funny this came on the radio just as I was tucking a Bambi's mom roast in the crock pot. I love my guy a little wild at heart, cuz our freezer is full of yummy fresh caught fish, and wild venison and hog. I'll take a club draggin' guy over a pansy any day.
what are you doing killing does ain't that illegal
I love Hank's T shirt.
wish hank would rerelease it today
Schöner Song brad.. ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ Du bist der beste
"There's some guns in my truck" plural, whoo hoo!
Like that camo guitar
I’m still a guy in ‘24
Keep voting blue and u want be
great !!
HELL yea me too.
Bocephus is the best ever.
Bocephus!!! My man!!
I'm really big on gender roles and men being men and women being women so it's really hot to see men who act like that. 😍
My mom sold real estate to Hank Jr. and I knew his daughter...wonder if i could've met Brad through him?
I am sure I have done all the "guy" things that brad sang about, and there ain't no way in hell I'm getting a facial. Cause Lord knows, I'm still a guy too!
i like it is great
I've never done any of that shit get manicures, pedicures, facials, fuck that, I still got a pair thank God I'm Still A Guy, and I'm not changing that for nobody and that's what my wife loves about me.
Imagine how MASSIVE this song would be if it released tomorrow. An entire generation and a massive population of stinky libs that have no idea this song even exists. Can you imagine???!! 🤣 it would be #1 everywhere that day and you wouldn’t be able to avoid seeing reaction vids or commentary on social/TV…
If you’re an up-and-coming artist and want to go viral worldwide and make MILLIONS aaaaaaaand… MILLIONS of $$ than WTH u waiting for. Get Brad to clear the cover for ya and I’m not even asking for much… Just thank me(I’ll accept royalties), shout me out, and be lucky I can’t play the guitar 😈🤑
why is hank werin a steelers shirt
I don't get facials, manacures, botox, no lotion hands and still have a pair!
I'M STILL A GUY!
Hank Made the song better
2:24 sounds like karaoke. Not the best key for him...Bring it on haters
ShredWithMe I would agree. The studio version has him singing much better.
Paisley's a great guitarist but a weak vocalist......to say the least.
This is like watching a Kenworth and a Mazda in a pullin' contest.
True story!
Bout the only good song Brad sung.......
Then this is the only song of his you've ever heard.
I concur
+Jonathan Engström wtf?? that's Brad fukin Paisley your talking about
Jonathan Engström BULLSHIT!!!!!!!!!! DId you NOT take your meds???? Or you're just Fuckin CRAZY?!?!??!!!!!!
Paul Henager AMEN!!!!!!
Bocephus is the best ever.