|
Lyric provided by www.seekalyric.com |
She was raised on a farm in south Alabama Yeah the sweetest thing I ever known Daddy's little girl but she can run with the boys, God I tell ya she can hold her own Pretty as a peach, tough as a boot, she's country down to the core Little crazy, little sweet, ain't nothin' like I need A little lady in a jacked up Ford. I like a girl in a truck a big 4 wheel drive Stereo blarin' playin' "Country Boy Can Survive", she's down home Home grown, gets her diesel wound up and she'll be long gone Got her old boots on, new straw hat Any red blooded country boy's gotta love that Some guys like a gal that's all dolled up, Mmm mmm not me, I like a girl in a truck She got mud on the tires a dog in the back A case of cold beer on ice Some guy's gonna get it she's a little hard headed Little naughty and a little nice I like a girl in a truck a big 4 wheel drive Stereo blarin' playin' "Country Boy Can Survive", she's down home Home grown, gets her diesel wound up and she'll be long gone Got her old boots on, new straw hat Any red blooded country boy's gotta love that Some guys like a gal that's all dolled up, Mmm mmm not me, I like a girl in a truck She drives by, and all I see is a cloud of dust And this cowboy's dream I like a girl in a truck a big 4 wheel drive Stereo blarin' playin' "Country Boy Can Survive", she's down home Home grown, gets her diesel wound up and she'll be long gone Got her old boots on, new straw hat Any red blooded country boy's gotta love that Some guys like a gal that's all dolled up, Mmm mmm not me, I like a girl in a truck [x2] |