Redneck Girl

Well there's a certain kind of woman who lives a down south

She don't never say a thing like hush a my mouth

I want a redneck girl

I'm lookin' for a redneck girl

Well, I don't care much about style and grace

Or too much pretty on her lily white face

I want a redneck girl

I'm lookin' for a redneck girl

Well, it's hard to tell when a southern belle is just a puttin' on airs

Speakin' soft and slow with a turned up nose as she sashays downstairs

But when she puts an empty whisky bottle up beside your head

She's a redneck girl

And when she sleeps at night it's in a feather bed

With a .32-20 underneath her head

I want a redneck girl

I want a redneck girl

I want a redneck girl

I got myself a redneck girl