Lord have mercy here she comes Behind the wheel of a pickup truck Mudd slingin' She's singin' Country girl just doin her thing and Ain't nothing like a backwoods baby Drive my tractor drive me crazy Likes huntin' Loves fishin' And she can hold her own in the kitchen And by the way boys did I mention
She's pretty as a field of daisies She's sweeter than watermelon wine Way hotter than the alabama asphalt And when I get her in these arms of mine Lord have mercy I love her kisses Man I can't get enough
Kinda like chicken and biscuits
She can rock them high heel shoes But she'd rather where cowboy boots Cut off jeans and a baseball hat City girls can't do it like that Off the chain on a friday night Dancin' and drinkin' ain't scared to fight Sunday mornin' rolls around In the choir is where she's found Y'all makes me so proud Cause there ain't no doubt
She's pretty as a field of daisies She's sweeter than watermelon wine Way hotter than the alabama asphalt And when I get her in these arms of mine Lord have mercy I love her kisses Man I can't get enough
Kinda like chicken and biscuits
(Hey) Hey sweet thing let me hold you close (Hold) Cause there is something that you need to know (Hey) When it comes to lovin' you (Hold) There ain't nothin' that I'd rather do
She's pretty as a field of daisies She's sweeter than watermelon wine Way hotter than the alabama asphalt And when I get her in these arms of mine Lord have mercy I love her kisses Man I can't get enough
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