She was a hometown, hair-down, hand-out-the-window Blue jean baby, FFA Sunday morning, breakin' cornbread with her kinfolk Wasn't worried 'bout anything Free as a Texas tumbleweed Wild, like a Wichita wind Been forever ago since she came home But damn, it's good to see her again
She looks like she used to look, right now Out there livin' it up There's a spark in her eyes, some heart in her smile that I ain't seen in awhile It's almost like she never left at all Don't she look good in them boots? She's doing alright, it's about damn time Lord, ain't that the truth I'm finally lookin' in the mirror and seein' that me I love I'm gettin' back to the girl I was
The girl I was was a big sky dreamer Never heard of too much fun No fear, two beer, do-anythinger Go up and talk to anyone Her mama was her best friend Yeah, that girl was always laughin'
She looks like she used to look, right now Out there livin' it up There's a spark in her eyes, some heart in her smile that I ain't seen in awhile It's almost like she never left at all Don't she look good in them boots? She's doing alright, it's about damn time Lord, ain't that the truth I'm finally lookin' in the mirror and seein' that me I love I'm gettin' back to the girl I was
Before he broke my heart Before I had to ride away Before life got so hard Back in the good ol' days
She looks like she used to look right now Out there livin' it up There's a spark in her eyes, some heart in her smile that I ain't seen in awhile It's almost like she never left at all Don't she look good in them boots? She's doing alright, it's about damn time Lord, ain't that the truth I'm finally lookin' in the mirror and seein' that me I love I can't believe I ever thought she wasn't good enough I'm gettin' back to the girl I wasTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
