Thank God She's A Country Girl

Her heart ain't nothing but a funny, funny riddle
Thank God she's a country girl

Well, my baby got a waist, kind of laid back
Little cowboy killer in her boots and a hat
I'm a little wild, but she's cool with that
Thank God she's a country girl
She's a four leaf clover, always good luck
Queen of the bench seat in my truck
And she pulls me out if I ever get stuck
Thank God she's a country girl

She loves Alabama and the sound of a fiddle
She loves me like she loves fried pickles
Her heart ain't nothing, but a funny, funny riddle
Thank God she's a country girl

She's tough as the day on a farm is long
Fishing with the dad, cooking with the mom
Sweet as a Georgia peach to love on
Thank God she's a country girl
She's the life of the party like a neon light
She can dance like a devil in a two-step line
Like a maiden angel with me and mine
Thank God, she's a country girl (thank God)

She loves Alabama and the sound of a fiddle
She loves me like she loves fried pickles
Her heart ain't nothing but a funny, funny riddle
Thank God she's a country girl (she's a country girl, woo, thank God)

Yeah, I seen it all, been around the world
There ain't nothing like a country girl
Heart on her sleeve, boots in the dirt
There ain't nothing like a country girl
Seen it all, been around the world
There ain't nothing like a country girl
Heart on her sleeve, boots in the dirt
There ain't nothing like a country girl (girl, girl)

She loves Alabama and the sound of a fiddle
She loves me like she loves fried pickles
Her heart ain't nothing but a funny, funny riddle
Thank God she's a country girl

She loves John Denver and the sound of a fiddle
She loves me like she loves fried pickles
Her heart ain't nothing but a funny, funny riddle
Thank God she's a country girl

Her heart ain't nothing but a funny, funny riddle
Thank God she's a country girl