Nate Smith - Better Boy

Shine your truck up every Friday night

Shake her dad's hand, look him in the eye

Pick wildflowers just to make her day

When she asks you to go to church any given Sunday


You better, boy

Treat her like you're still tryna get her, boy

Love her with all four letters, boy

Kiss her in the rain

Make her wanna take your last name

Talk about forever, boy

When it's hell, go through it together, boy

Be the answer to her mama's prayers

Never let her think somewhere out there

There's a better boy