Lyrics
Did her blonde hair come from that wheat field blowing?
Do her blue eyes shine 'cause that river's flowing?
'Cause I can't quite put my finger on it
But everything I ever wanted, yeah, she's got it
(Woo-hoo) she got that diesel running
(Woo-hoo) that Sunday church choir humming
She was raised on that little spot on the map
Middle of nothing, she got that small town something
Is her sweet tea kiss from them front porch nights?
Does her magic come from them fireflies?
Does she know every word to them backroad songs?
And would she mind if I tried singing along?
(Woo-hoo) she got that diesel running
(Woo-hoo) that Sunday church choir humming
She was raised on that little spot on the map
Middle of nothing, she got that small town something
A little four way stop, little chain on a cross
Little heaven on earth, I swear
Where the green grass is growing
And the John Deer's mowing
Must be something in the water down there
Oh, she got that moonshine glowing
She got the whole world knowing
She was raised on that little spot on the map
Middle of nothing, she got that small town
(Woo-hoo) she got that diesel running
(Woo-hoo) that Sunday church choir humming
She was raised on that little spot on the map
Middle of nothing, she got that small town something
(She got that moonshine glowing)
(She got the whole world knowing)
Yeah, she was raised on that little spot on the map
Middle of nothing, she got that small town something
(Woo-hoo)