If you ever seen a girl like me, it ain't hard to tell
We know how to skin a deer and raise a little hell
We're dressed to k** and we still will slang a little lead
City girls knock em down, but country girls knock em dead
It's the backroad beauty queen, with a pink camo twenty-two shootin everything
Country ain't a state of mind, it's the way of life
k** it, clean it, cook it, put it in the deep fry
Well, I'm a dirt road renegade, raisin cane and it ain't the same
I'd rather walk barefooted in the muddy clay than walk two steps on a road that's paved
I got a shotgun ridin shotgun all day
Take a minute, take a picture, I ain't goin away
I hunt and fish in the sticks almost every day
When I ain't, I'm tellin y'all all about it up on the stage
Us country girls, ain't nothin we can't do
Go to the bar, and we'll drink you under the boot, that's the truth
And if you give us any lip, we'll stomp your a** in these cowboy boots
If you ever seen a girl like me, it ain't hard to tell
We know how to skin a deer and raise a little hell
We're dressed to k** and we still will slang a little lead
City girls knock em down, but country girls knock em dead
Catch me in the Ford, in the field with the doors open, soakin up the sunset, say it
Fill up my cup a couple of times until I'm red
Dedicated to proving that the country girls are the best
I can work, haul hay, shoot a scope all day
Park a boat in the cove and then get sideways
Poppa's still got a still, so poppin on the hill
For a hundred dollar bill you can feel that way
It's an amazing life
My ride's ridin high, bible by my side as I slide on into the mud on them big buckshot thirty-fives
Yeah, I, I bleed red, white, and blue
I'm American to the fullest so, so go and break in my home and you're gonna catch a bullet
If you ever seen a girl like me, it ain't hard to tell
We know how to skin a deer and raise a little hell
We're dressed to k** and we still will slang a little lead
City girls knock em down, but country girls knock em dead
It's sweat and blood, wakin up in the morning fore the sun does
It's sweet tea, cornbread
It's camoflauge, on up to get the cows fed
Backwoods baby, beautiful, ain't it?
Hotter than a shot of lead
Daddo just popped off, this ain't just talk, no
Country girls knock em dead
Oh, they knock em dead
Us country girls knock em dead
We knock em dead
Knock em dead