Country Girl
Oh my Daddy's from Memphis
He used to hunt in Arkansas
And then he moved to New York City
That's where he met my Mom
He wrote his Mom & Dad a letter:
"I'll be a millionaire by twenty-five"
I don't know which one of us dreams bigger
I have his heart & drive
And he always told me and my sisters
When we were scared to bait a hook
Girls you don't want to be no city slickers
So I'm a country girl:
I love the trees and the flowers
And those well-spent hours
Staring up at the stars
Oh I'm a country girl
Though I live in the city
And those lights are so pretty
But I'd happily rather be
Sitting on the porch picking my guitar
Oh my Grandma was a lady
She always wore dress suits and pearls
Our favorite treat was lady fingers
And I have her curls
And my Mama's from Australia
And she grew up without a Dad
And so she raised a home
That gave us what she never had
And on the farm where I spent my childhood
Riding horses and writing songs
I'm still that child
& That's still where I belong
'Cause I'm a country girl:
I love the trees and the flowers
Those well-spent hours
Staring up at the stars
Oh I'm a country girl
Though I live in the city
And those lights sure are pretty
But I'd happily rather be
Sitting on the porch picking my guitar
But I'd happily, rather be
Sitting on the porch picking on my guitar
He used to hunt in Arkansas
And then he moved to New York City
That's where he met my Mom
He wrote his Mom & Dad a letter:
"I'll be a millionaire by twenty-five"
I don't know which one of us dreams bigger
I have his heart & drive
And he always told me and my sisters
When we were scared to bait a hook
Girls you don't want to be no city slickers
So I'm a country girl:
I love the trees and the flowers
And those well-spent hours
Staring up at the stars
Oh I'm a country girl
Though I live in the city
And those lights are so pretty
But I'd happily rather be
Sitting on the porch picking my guitar
Oh my Grandma was a lady
She always wore dress suits and pearls
Our favorite treat was lady fingers
And I have her curls
And my Mama's from Australia
And she grew up without a Dad
And so she raised a home
That gave us what she never had
And on the farm where I spent my childhood
Riding horses and writing songs
I'm still that child
& That's still where I belong
'Cause I'm a country girl:
I love the trees and the flowers
Those well-spent hours
Staring up at the stars
Oh I'm a country girl
Though I live in the city
And those lights sure are pretty
But I'd happily rather be
Sitting on the porch picking my guitar
But I'd happily, rather be
Sitting on the porch picking on my guitar
Credits
Writer(s): Caroline Jones
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Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- Million Little Bandaids (feat. Zac Brown Band) [Acoustic Version]
- Million Little Bandaids (feat. Zac Brown Band) [Acoustic Version] - Single
- Homesite
- Talking To Milo
- Serendipity
- Million Little Bandaids (feat. Zac Brown Band) - Single
- Superpower
- Lawless
- Keep It Safe (feat. Alyssa Bonagura)
- Being a Woman (Is Like Being the Sun)
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