Country Girl

G I was born on a farm where my mom milked the cattle, C A jug full of corn was my first baby rattle, G D I could ride a tractor before I could ride a bike, G My very first date took me to the theatre, C That boy's biggest dream was to grow the best 'tater, G D But I wanted to be much more than a farm hand's wife, Em D So I packed up my bags and I headed for the water, G They all waved goodbye to their little farmer's daughter, C D I was setting sail for the best time of my life, C G Now I'm picking apples at the Sistine Chapel, D G Bailing hay on the Champs-á‰lysá©es, C G D I'm a country girl in every country of the world, C G Now I'm shucking corn where Shakespeare was born, D G And I'm eating grits at the great Pyramids, C G D I'm a country girl in every country of the world, C D I'm just a country girl in every country of... G The world.