Hillbilly Goddess
He met her at a tractor pull just a year ago in May,
Ponytail through a John Deere cap, no make up on her face,
She turned, smiled and winked at him he knew he liked her style,
A few months down a country road they're walking down the aisle.
They moved into a double wide on the back of daddy's farm,
When it comes to snobs like Martha Steward she don't give a darn,
She ain't afraid to make a bedsheet curtain part of her decor,
'Cause to him it looks like paradise when he walks through the door.
She don't care about the south of France or a bottle of Chablis,
She's just as happy drinking punch in Paris, Tennessee,
That diamond ring upon her hand is kind of small and modest,
She may not be a glamor queen, Her life is full of simple dreams,
Yet she is his everything, His hillbilly goddess.
[Bridge]
To her a day of shopping's not a blessing it's a curse,
Instead of Dolce Gabbana Smith Wesson's in her purse,
She don't like no fancy restaurants the girl knows how to cook,
The only use she's got for sushi's baiting up a hook.
To him she looks like Venus in her camouflage pajamas,
He thinks she deserves a monument in Athens..., Alabama,
(Can't make out the words) but to him he's got the hottest,
This country girl's no glamor queen, Her life is full of simple dreams,
To him she is his everything, His hillbilly goddess,
This country girl's no glamor queen, Her life is full of simple dreams,
She is his everything, His hillbilly goddess.
Ponytail through a John Deere cap, no make up on her face,
She turned, smiled and winked at him he knew he liked her style,
A few months down a country road they're walking down the aisle.
They moved into a double wide on the back of daddy's farm,
When it comes to snobs like Martha Steward she don't give a darn,
She ain't afraid to make a bedsheet curtain part of her decor,
'Cause to him it looks like paradise when he walks through the door.
She don't care about the south of France or a bottle of Chablis,
She's just as happy drinking punch in Paris, Tennessee,
That diamond ring upon her hand is kind of small and modest,
She may not be a glamor queen, Her life is full of simple dreams,
Yet she is his everything, His hillbilly goddess.
[Bridge]
To her a day of shopping's not a blessing it's a curse,
Instead of Dolce Gabbana Smith Wesson's in her purse,
She don't like no fancy restaurants the girl knows how to cook,
The only use she's got for sushi's baiting up a hook.
To him she looks like Venus in her camouflage pajamas,
He thinks she deserves a monument in Athens..., Alabama,
(Can't make out the words) but to him he's got the hottest,
This country girl's no glamor queen, Her life is full of simple dreams,
To him she is his everything, His hillbilly goddess,
This country girl's no glamor queen, Her life is full of simple dreams,
She is his everything, His hillbilly goddess.
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Writer(s): Sonya Kelly, Carl Jackson, Alicia Nugent
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