Country Side - Jason Blaine
You'll know her,
When you see her
She'll be the one with the scuffed up boobs
Old ball cap,
Ponytail in the back,
Groovin' to a Garth Brooks tune
Her first car was a truck
She ain't afraid to slam it in the mud
Ooh, ooh, ooh, that's the thing about my baby,
Ooh, ooh, ooh, you can blame it on her raisin'
She get a little unwound on a Friday night
Coke in the Crown and moon in the shine
Lord, I love how she ain't shy,
Showin' off for a country side
She meet her friends out,
Get a little loud
'Round about Friday night
A shotgun, couple cold ones
Out where the stars shine bright
Her favorite blue jeans frayed and torn
Out there with the crickets
and the cattle and the corn
Ooh, ooh, ooh, that's the thing about my baby,
Ooh, ooh, ooh, you can blame it on her raisin'
She get a little unwound on a Friday night
Coke in the Crown and moon in the shine
Lord, I love how she ain't shy,
Showin' off for a country side
It gets late
That look in her eyes says do
you wanna get lost take a little ride?
Ain't no tellin' what we might find
She scooches over on those dashboard lights
Shows a little more of that country side
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, that's the thing about my baby,
Ooh, ooh, ooh, you can blame it on her raisin'
She get a little unwound on a Friday night
Coke in the Crown and moon in the shine
Lord, I love how she ain't shy,
Showin' off for a country side
Yeah!
Showin' off for a country side
Ooh, ooh, ooh