Morgan Evans - Thank God She's a Country Girl Lyrics

(Her heart ain't nothing but a funny, funny riddle)
(Thank God she's a country girl)

Well, my baby got her ways, kind and laid back
Little cowboy killer in her boots and her hat
I'm a little wild but she's cool that
Thank God she's a country girl

She's a four leaf clover, always good luck
Queen of the bench seat in my truck
She pulls me out if I ever get stuck
Thank God she's a country girl

She loves Alabama and the sound of a fiddle
She loves me like she loves fried pickles
Her heart ain't nothing but a funny, funny riddle
Thank God she's a country girl

She's tough as the day on a farm is long
Fishing with the dad, cooking with the mom
Sweet as a Georgia peach to love on
Thank God she's a country girl

She's the life of a party like a neon light
She can dance like the devil in a two step line
Like He made an angel with me in mind
Thank God she's a country girl (thank God)

She loves Alabama and the sound of a fiddle
She loves me like she loves fried pickles (she loves)
Her heart ain't nothing but a funny, funny riddle
Thank God she's a country girl (she's a country girl, woo, thank God)

I've seen it all, been around the world
There ain't nothing like a country girl
Heart on her sleeve, boots in the dirt
There ain't nothing like a country girl (there ain't nothing)

I've seen it all, been around the world
There ain't nothing like a country girl
Heart on her sleeve, boots in the dirt (heart on her sleeve)
There ain't nothing like a country girl (woo, one, two, three)

She loves Alabama and the sound of a fiddle
She loves me like she loves fried pickles
Her heart ain't nothing but a funny, funny riddle
Thank God she's a country girl
She loves John Denver and the sound of a fiddle
She loves me like she loves fried pickles
Her heart ain't nothing but a funny, funny riddle (yeah)
Thank God she's a country girl

(Her heart ain't nothing but a funny, funny riddle)
(Thank God she's a country girl)