Cowgirl

If you can't help but get into trouble And you can't help but speak your mind You got your fire and your grace from your mama And your fight from your daddy's side If the devil gets nervous when the sun comes up Like "Good lord, watch out, here she comes!" If you're Sunday morning singing in the front row (And) you gotta little dent in your halo (hey-o!) You might be a cowgirl Under neon lights Shining like a rhinestone in the night After working all day in the sun Sweatin' for a little bit of fun Big city or a small town girl From anywhere around the world Whatever you rope, whatever you ride Hey, hey, honey, you might You might be a cowgirl You might have been raised on Reba Aretha or Patsy Cline Shania or Alanis, rocked like Janis Whatever makes you feel alive You don't need to own no pickup truck You can roll up in anything you're proud of. Ya' got a little extra grit when the going gets tough And a little extra get in your giddy-up, giddy-up! You might be a cowgirl Under neon lights Shining like a rhinestone in the night After working all day in the sun Sweatin' for a little bit of fun Big city or a small town girl From anywhere around the world Whatever you rope, whatever you ride Hey, hey, honey, you might You might be a cowgirl It ain't about what you wear It ain't about what you drive No matter where you're from, when it's said and done Cowgirl is a state of mind You might be a cowgirl Under neon lights Shining like a rhinestone in the night After working all day in the sun Girls just wanna have fun You might be a cowgirl Under neon lights Shining like a rhinestone in the night After working all day in the sun Sweatin' for a little bit of fun