Thank God For Country Girls
I wasnt staying long
Two or three and moving on
Sitting there, minding my own
And then she walked in
Dressed like she was Mamas pride
Looking every kind of fine
She walked up to the bar
And she called over friends
There were ordering shots and started talking some trash
Her shirt said hard to handle
I think Im good with that
Its just the way that she moves
Every head in the room
Turning around to see her
Shes breaking necks
Its outta control
I dont believe what Im seeing
Shes got me weak in the knees
I hate to watch her leave but look at her go
Built to do some damage from her boots to her curls
Shes got me down on my knees
Thanking God for country girls
Thank God for country girls.
Shes ticking like a bomb
Seconds shy of going off
Small town born and raised
Heart wrecking machine
I know she's showing off
Come on now, pick up them jaws.
I was playing it cool and then she slid next to me
She said I saw you alone Honey, so how bout a dance?
Grabbed me by my shirt and said keep up if you can
Its just the way that she moves
Every head in the room
Turning around to see her
Shes breaking necks
Its outta control
I dont believe what Im seeing
Shes got me weak in the knees
I hate to watch her leave but look at her go
Built to do some damage from her boots to her curls
Shes got me down on my knees
Thanking God for country girls
Thank God for country girls.
Dolled up, spinning round
Set em up and knock em down
Playing the game that makes a man act a fool
Lord have mercy, the things I was thinking
She climbed up on the back of that mechanical bull
Its just the way that she moves
Every head in the room
Turning around to see yeah
Shes outta control
I dont believe what Im seeing
Shes got me weak in the knees
I hate to watch her leave but look at her go
Built to do some damage from her boots to her curls
Im talking
Mother trucking, raised up hunting, black label loving
When they turn it to eleven, it'll tear up your world
and have you down on your knees
Thanking God for country girls
Thank God for country girls.
Yeah Thank God for country girls.
Yeah Thank God for country girls.
Two or three and moving on
Sitting there, minding my own
And then she walked in
Dressed like she was Mamas pride
Looking every kind of fine
She walked up to the bar
And she called over friends
There were ordering shots and started talking some trash
Her shirt said hard to handle
I think Im good with that
Its just the way that she moves
Every head in the room
Turning around to see her
Shes breaking necks
Its outta control
I dont believe what Im seeing
Shes got me weak in the knees
I hate to watch her leave but look at her go
Built to do some damage from her boots to her curls
Shes got me down on my knees
Thanking God for country girls
Thank God for country girls.
Shes ticking like a bomb
Seconds shy of going off
Small town born and raised
Heart wrecking machine
I know she's showing off
Come on now, pick up them jaws.
I was playing it cool and then she slid next to me
She said I saw you alone Honey, so how bout a dance?
Grabbed me by my shirt and said keep up if you can
Its just the way that she moves
Every head in the room
Turning around to see her
Shes breaking necks
Its outta control
I dont believe what Im seeing
Shes got me weak in the knees
I hate to watch her leave but look at her go
Built to do some damage from her boots to her curls
Shes got me down on my knees
Thanking God for country girls
Thank God for country girls.
Dolled up, spinning round
Set em up and knock em down
Playing the game that makes a man act a fool
Lord have mercy, the things I was thinking
She climbed up on the back of that mechanical bull
Its just the way that she moves
Every head in the room
Turning around to see yeah
Shes outta control
I dont believe what Im seeing
Shes got me weak in the knees
I hate to watch her leave but look at her go
Built to do some damage from her boots to her curls
Im talking
Mother trucking, raised up hunting, black label loving
When they turn it to eleven, it'll tear up your world
and have you down on your knees
Thanking God for country girls
Thank God for country girls.
Yeah Thank God for country girls.
Yeah Thank God for country girls.
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Writer(s): Scott Mclaughlin
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