Cowboy Girl Lyrics

She got an old Silverado and forty-seven acres She played the hack so loud, she blew out her speakers She gotta neon Bud sign hanging in the kitchen And a Texas Lonestar stitched on her britches
She keeps a double barrel next to the bed Got a little money shaker that'll knock ya dead
She's a cowboy girl, tough on the leather Wilder than the 4th of July She's a cowboy girl, if you wanna catch her Man, you better know how to Man, you better know how to ride
She puts on her boots and drives to the city Them uptown boys, they all think she's pretty Oh, but she don't want your black Maserati She wants a dirt bike mud ride in the country
She's a sweet little twister in a Stetson hat Let me tell ya mister, nothing wrong with that
She's a cowboy girl, tough on the leather Wilder than the 4th of July She's a cowboy girl, if you wanna catch her Man, you better know how to Man, you better know how to ride
Ow, ride 'em girl
She's a bona fide, southern fried Friday night queen Knock 'em down drag 'em out Honky tonk dream, I gotta get her with me
She's a cowboy girl, tough on the leather Wilder than the 4th of July She's a cowboy girl, if you wanna catch her You're gonna have to chase
That cowboy girl, tough on the leather Wilder than the 4th of July She's a cowboy girl, if you wanna catch her Man, you better know how to Man, you better know how to ride
Ah, yeah Man, you better know how to ride