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