Her heart ain't nothing but a funny, funny riddle

Thank God she's a country girl

Well, my baby got a waist, kind of laid back

Little cowboy killer in her boots and a hat

I'm a little wild, but she's cool with 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

And 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 the party like a neon light

She can dance like a devil in a two-step line

Like a maiden angel with me and mine

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

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)

Yeah, I 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

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 (girl, 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 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

Thank God she's a country girl

Her heart ain't nothing but a funny, funny riddle

Thank God she's a country girl