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You can find 'em in the sticks or way uptown
God bless a country girl
Without a doubt, we got the best-looking girls around
God bless a country girl
Country-country girls got it goin' on (goin' on)
God bless a country girl
Grab your drink and sing along
God bless a country girl
She gets her redneck on, a rebel, red-hot honey
Got a pickup truck, plus her daddy got some money
Make a sweet-potato pie that'll shut your mouth
Ponytail to the side when she hangin' 'round the house
A lil' tomboy growin' up, huntin' and a-fishin'
Shoot a 30.06, got a Carolina skiff
And if the creek gets hot, she got a four-wheel drive
A couple chains in the back, a little mud on the tires
Hell yeah, she's a hot one, man, I think I got one
She can go all day fishing in the hot sun
Man, I guess I'm lucky to be livin' in the sticks
Boy, just take a look around, we got the baddest little chicks
You can find 'em in the sticks or way uptown
God bless a country girl
Without a doubt, we got the best-looking girls around
God bless a country girl
Country-country girls got it goin' on (goin' on)
God bless a country girl
Grab your drink and sing along
God bless a country girl
She's a beauty queen, but she loves the mud bog
Likes frogs, man, this broad loves to hunt hogs
Likes to fish, and she fire in the kitchen
Cube steak, mashed taters, and a little fried chicken
I can say every day that she's perfect for me
Knows how to clean the gutter, makes the best sweet tea
Hey, a young girl with an old-school soul
Man, she had her first job when she was eight years old
Ain't worried about dirt and ain't afraid to work
Loves holey jeans, but she can rock that skirt
They don't make 'em like this, she's the last of her kind
So fine and divine, so glad that she's mine
You can find 'em in the sticks or way uptown
God bless a country girl