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Mud Digger
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Knock 'Em Dead
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 kill 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.
Kill 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 ass 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 kill 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.
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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 kill 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
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