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