She's got a pair of cowboy boots
To accentuate that short sun dress
Got a shotgun in her pick up truck
And fishing poles in the back
Her skins kissed by the sun from hours out in it
Shes a northern belle
With a laugh like a rebel yell
She works hard and plays harder still
Twirls her long blonde hair around her finger playing cute
Wears a smile on her face
you know she's up to no good
Where's all my country girls
Kicking it with their fishing poles
Where's all my country girls
Knocking a beer back while its still cold
Where's all my country girls
Four wheelin it thru the mud
Where's all my country girls
Out lookin for some fun
She knows every tune
To ever country song
Knows how to skin a buck
And gut the fish she catches
Whistles Dixie
When that dinner bell rings
She's got camo lingerie
For those late nights out camping
Shes a northern belle
With a laugh like a rebel yell
She works hard and plays harder still
Twirls her long blonde hair around her finger playing cute
Wears a smile on her face
you know she's up to no good
Where's all my country girls
Kicking it with their fishing poles
Where's all my country girls
Knocking a beer back while its still cold
Where's all my country girls
Four wheelin it thru the mud
Where's all my country girls
Out lookin for some fun
Sep 4, 2013
Sep 4, 2013 at 7:46 AM UTC
She's got a pair of cowboy boots
To accentuate that short sun dress
Got a shotgun in her pick up truck
And fishing poles in the back
Her skins kissed by the sun from hours out in it
Shes a northern belle
With a laugh like a rebel yell
She works hard and plays harder still
Twirls her long blonde hair around her finger playing cute
Wears a smile on her face
you know she's up to no good
Where's all my country girls
Kicking it with their fishing poles
Where's all my country girls
Knocking a beer back while its still cold
Where's all my country girls
Four wheelin it thru the mud
Where's all my country girls
Out lookin for some fun
She knows every tune
To ever country song
Knows how to skin a buck
And gut the fish she catches
Whistles Dixie
When that dinner bell rings
She's got camo lingerie
For those late nights out camping
Shes a northern belle
With a laugh like a rebel yell
She works hard and plays harder still
Twirls her long blonde hair around her finger playing cute
Wears a smile on her face
you know she's up to no good
Where's all my country girls
Kicking it with their fishing poles
Where's all my country girls
Knocking a beer back while its still cold
Where's all my country girls
Four wheelin it thru the mud
Where's all my country girls
Out lookin for some fun
This isn't really that good besides a few lines but it was fun to write. I got a kick anyway.
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