She grew up in the city in a little subdivision Her daddy wore a tie, mama never fried a chicken Ballet, straight-As, most likely to succeed They bought her a car after graduation Sent her down South for some higher education Put her on the fast track to a law degree
Now shes coming home to visit Holding the hand of a wild-eyed boy
With a farmers tan
Shes riding in the middle of his pickup truck Blaring Charlie Daniels, yelling, Turn it up! They raised her up a lady but theres one thing They couldnt avoid Ladies love country boys
You know mamas and daddies want better for their daughters Hope theyll settle down with a doctor or a lawyer And their uptown, ball gown, hand-me-down royalty
They never understand why their princess falls For some camouflage britches and a southern-boy-drawl
Or why shes riding in the middle of a pickup truck Blaring Hank Jr., yelling, Turn it up! They raised her up a lady but theres one thing They couldnt avoid Ladies love country boys
You can train em, you can try to teach em Right from wrong but its still gonna turn em on
And they go riding in the middle of a pickup truck Blaring Lynyrd Skynyrd, yelling, Turn it up! You can raise her up a lady but theres one thing You just cant avoid Ladies love country boys They love us country boys
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