I'm a Fan - Granger Smith

I’m a fan of a 3-on-a-tree two-tone Chevrolet

I’m a fan of a Friday night right after I get paid

I’m a fan of Wrangler jeans and scuffed up Red Wing boots

Just like I’m a fan of you

I’m a fan of the barber shop, the broken feed store caps

Rolling around with the windows down

The smell of fresh-cut grass

I’m a fan of a rocking chair Sunday afternoon

Just like I’m a fan of

Holding you tight all-nighters

You set my heart on fire

Every touch taking me higher, woah

You’re the star of my rock show

I’m lighter lit in that front row

Yelling play it again, don’t want it to end

Loving everything you do

I’m a fan of you

I’m a fan of you

First time I laid eyes on you

My heart bought the ticket

You fell for my country ways

And the crazy that came wit hit

One look at you with them baby blues

And my turned on turns way up

Baby I’m a fan of

Holding you tight all-nighters

You set my heart on fire

Every touch taking me higher, woah

You’re the star of my rock show

I’m lighter lit in that front row

Yelling play it again, don’t want it to end

Loving everything you do

I’m a fan of you

Loving me

Everything you do baby

'Cause i’m a fan of

Holding you tight all-nighters

You set my heart on fire

Every touch taking me higher, woah

You’re the star of my rock show

I’m lighter lit in that front row

Yelling play it again, don’t want it to end

Loving everything you do

I’m a fan of you

I’m a fan of you

I’m a fan of you