Country Girls

E A E A E I cut my exhaust to make her turn her head A Them smiley face KC lights made her laugh E A And I spent my last dollar just to take her home E Drivin' back after curfew, hopin' and prayin' A The sheriff wouldn't pull me over, call my parents E A But if he did, oh well, tomorrow I'ma do it all again A Just like every weekend E Our boots stayed muddy, their jeans stayed ripped A We became bigger men with every Copenhagen pinch E Hard-headed as they came, as dirty as we was A I don't see why them pretty girls rolled in our trucks E We were restless, reckless, and all the above A Tryna draw us attention to paint a picture of love E A One thing I know that I thank God for A E And that's country girls E Sweeter than tea, way out of my league A Gave my truck horsepower when she climbed in my seat E My F-250 was a midnight train A Coverin' up the smell of Coors with your White Rain E Wakin' up these neighbors with southern rock and roll A 'Til the needle reads E or the cops get called E Our boots stayed muddy, their jeans stayed ripped A We became bigger men with every Copenhagen pinch E Hard-headed as they came, as dirty as we was A I don't see why them pretty girls rolled in our trucks E We were restless, reckless, and all the above A Tryna draw us attention to paint a picture of love E A One thing I know that I thank God for A And that's country girls C#m In every small town B A There's a down-home Dixie dime C#m B And that passenger side truck door A Has been slammed about a thousand times F#m G#m That's a hundred goodbyes, times 10 more rides A B And only one girl on your mind E Our boots stayed muddy, their jeans stayed ripped A We became bigger men with every Copenhagen pinch E Hard-headed as they came, as dirty as we was A I don't see why them pretty girls rolled in our trucks E We were restless, reckless, and all the above A Tryna draw us attention to paint a picture of love E A One thing I know that I thank God for A E A E A And that's country girls