A Whole Lot More to Me - Craig Morgan

Yea, I know everything there is to know about a truck

I’ve drank my share of beer on an ole tail gate

I grew up on an ole dirt road so I know where they go, yes I know

I’ve worn out my jeans on a tractor on the farm, and I know how to play in the

hay in the barn

But there’s so much more to me, baby wait and see

Cause I like a good Cabernet from an Apple Valley vine

Late night sushi by candlelight

I’ve got a Versace suit and a half dozen silk ties

I like long walks on the beach while holding hands

Kicking off my boots, digging my toes in the sand

I know baby, soon enough you will see

There’s a whole lot more to me, yea

Well, I can split wood, I know how to build a fire, and I’ve been known to play

in the mud

Got a cane pole, fishing hole, and I know how to take it slow, really slow

I’ve hoed every row of this tall, yellow corn

It’s the way I was raised since the day I was born

But there’s so much more to me, baby wait and see

I like a Carmel Macchiato under a Cafe sign

A Broadway show with you by my side

I like Caviar and a tall glass of Champagne

Well, I know my way around Rodeo Drive

Yea, I’ve driven every mile of that Pacific Coast line

I know baby, soon enough you will see

There’s a whole lot more to me, yea

I like a good Cabernet from an Apple Valley vine

Late night sushi by candlelight

I’ve got a Versace suit and a half dozen silk ties

I like long walks on the beach while holding hands

Kicking off my boots, digging my toes in the sand

I know baby, soon enough you will see

There’s a whole lot more to me, yea