Letras
She likes the smell of tobacco
Trolling a bass boat
Sipping on high-dollar wine
She'll show up in high heels
Tear up a cornfield
Drink with the boys all night
She's more of a hit-the-club
Go downtown and stay out 'til two
'Cause where she's from
She ain't never heard of driving around being something to do
But nobody ever looked better in a Silverado on a backroad
Bare feet on the dash with her hair blowing in the wind
Like the cover of a book that you can't judge
May not be how she was raised up
But underneath all that city stuff
She's country enough
She ain't got an accent, but it ain't an accident
She turns you into y'all
She's trading the skyline for tailgates and tall pines
And counting the stars when they fall
She don't hunt, don't fish, can't drive a stick
But that don't matter to me
'Cause when she turns up a little Brooks & Dunn
Starts dancing in the shotgun seat
But nobody ever looked better in a Silverado on a backroad
Bare feet on the dash with her hair blowing in the wind
Like the cover of a book that you can't judge
May not be how she was raised up
But underneath all that city stuff
She's country enough
She's country enough
But nobody ever looked better in a Silverado on a backroad
Bare feet on the dash with her hair blowing in the wind
Like the cover of a book that you can't judge
May not be how she was raised up
But underneath all that city stuff
She's country enough
She likes the smell of tobacco
Trolling a bass boat
Sipping on high-dollar wine (yeah she's country enough)
She'll show up in high heels
Tear up a cornfield
Drink with the boys all night
She ain't never heard of driving around being something to do