Krista Marie - Tomboy lyrics

Little wihte shoes, little white pearls Little white lacy dress Dirt on the cheek, skinned up knees A pretty little muddy mess Sittin' on the bank of the creek out back After sunday church With a reel and a rod, daddy's tackle box and a big ol' can of worms Mama tried her very best But daddy's little girl ain't all sugar Daddy's little girl sure got spice She'd rather be down in the dust and dirt Playin' by her own rules Fix her hair in curls and bows She's still gonna play with her G.I. Joes No pink Malibu Barbie toys Daddy's little girl is a tomboy She won't have time for painting her nails Or Glamour Magazine She'll have a four wheel drive, pickup truck A subscription to Field and Stream Torn up jeans and a baseball cap With her head up under the hood But friday night when she let's her hair down She sure does clean up good All the guys will turn their heads 'Cause daddy's little girl ain't all sugar Daddy's little girl sure got spice She'd rather be down in the dust and dirt Playin' by her own rules Insead of shakin'those pom poms, kickin' up her heels She'll be kickin' that football down the field Come on, everybody make some noise Daddy's little girl is a tomboy Mama tried her very best But daddy's little girl ain't all sugar Daddy's little girl sure got spice She'd rather be down in the dust and dirt Playin' by her own rules Instead of rockin' that baby doll in her arms She'll be rockin' it out on lead guitar Come on, everybody make some noise Daddy's little girl is a tomboy I'm a tomboy (Daddy's little girl is a tomboy)