Good Ole Boy's Girl

And she don't go a day Without calling up her momma Never been a stranger to a cane pole barber As her own recipe for sweet as teeth And she's coffee in the morning And whiskey after seven Folds her hands and pray Like she's standing up in heaven And I know a girl like that I can guarantee She's got her hand out the window Of a Chevy with a smile Coverin' up the speed on the dash And he's holding on to the other Can't believe he got her And let him go with something like that Something so good, something so right Yeah, I bet you every form on the edge of this world That she's a good ole boy's girl I bet he don't go a day Without telling her he loves her That she's his world And he ain't gonna let her go Right now, I bet he's pulling her clothes She's got her hand out the window Of a Chevy with a smile Coverin' up the speed on the dash And he's holding on to the other Can't believe he got her And let him go with something like that Something so good, something so right Yeah, I bet you every form on the edge of this world That she's a good ole boy's girl Yeah, she is Right now I bet they're riding to that sunset And he's loving on her as long as that road is ridge She's got her hand out the window Of a Chevy with a smile Coverin' up the speed on the dash And he's holding on to the other Can't believe he got her And let him go with something like that Something so good, something so right Yeah, I bet you every form on the edge of this world That she's a good ole boy's girl