He met her at a tractor pull just a year ago in May
Ponytail through a John Deere cap, no make up on her face
She turned, smiled and winked at him he knew he liked her style
A few months down a country road they're walking down the aisle
They moved into a double wide on the back of daddy's farm
When it comes to snobs like Martha Steward she don't give a darn
She ain't afraid to make a bedsheet curtain part of her decor
'Cause to him it looks like paradise when he walks through the door
She don't care about the south of France or a bottle of Chablis
She's just as happy drinking punch in Paris, Tennessee
That diamond ring upon her hand is kind of small and modest
She may not be a glamor queen, Her life is full of simple dreams
Yet she is his everything, His hillbilly goddess
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To her a day of shopping's not a blessing it's a curse
Instead of Dolce & Gabbana Smith & Wesson's in her purse
She don't like no fancy restaurants the girl knows how to cook
The only use she's got for sushi's baiting up a hook
To him she looks like Venus in her camouflage pajamas
He thinks she deserves a monument in Athens..., Alabama
(Can't make out the words) but to him he's got the hottest
This country girl's no glamor queen, Her life is full of simple dreams
To him she is his everything, His hillbilly goddess
This country girl's no glamor queen, Her life is full of simple dreams
She is his everything, His hillbilly goddess