Country Girls - Upchurch

I cut my exhaust to make her turn her head

Them smiley face KC lights made her laugh

And I spent my last dollar just to take her home

Drivin' back after curfew, hopin' and prayin'

The sheriff wouldn’t pull me over, call my parents

But if he did, oh well, tomorrow I’ma do it all again

Just like every weekend

Our boots stayed muddy, their jeans stayed ripped

We became bigger men with every Copenhagen pinch

Hard-headed as they came, as dirty as we was

I don’t see why them pretty girls rolled in our trucks

We were restless, reckless, and all the above

Tryna draw us attention to paint a picture of love

One thing I know that I thank God for

And that’s country girls

Sweeter than tea, way out of my league

Gave my truck horsepower when she climbed in my seat

My F-250 was a midnight train

Coverin' up the smell of Coors with your White Rain

Wakin' up these neighbors with southern rock and roll

'Til the needle reads E or the cops get called

Our boots stayed muddy, their jeans stayed ripped

We became bigger men with every Copenhagen pinch

Hard-headed as they came, as dirty as we was

I don’t see why them pretty girls rolled in our trucks

We were restless, reckless, and all the above

Tryna draw us attention to paint a picture of love

One thing I know that I thank God for

And that’s country girls

In every small town

There’s a down-home Dixie dime

And that passenger side truck door

Has been slammed about a thousand times

That’s a hundred goodbyes, times 10 more rides

And only one girl on your mind

Our boots stayed muddy, their jeans stayed ripped

We became bigger men with every Copenhagen pinch

Hard-headed as they came, as dirty as we was

I don’t see why them pretty girls rolled in our trucks

We were restless, reckless, and all the above

Tryna draw us attention to paint a picture of love

One thing I know that I thank God for

And that’s country girls