paroles de chanson Country Girl - Kylie Morgan

I don't NYC
How these girls keep falling for the city-boy thing
They ain't got no charm
And chivalry is foreign to them as their car
And you wonder why
Your heart gets broke every time
Let me tell you where to find 'em
Where the good ole boys are hiding

Check every back road, back porch
He's fixing his mama's screen door
Knows every way to where the green grass grows
Bonfires hot and the beers ice-cold
Find him riding somewhere 'round the county line
If you're looking for love, sweet as Tennessee honey
And you don't mind getting muddy
Get you a boy in the country, girl (boy in the country)
Get you a boy in the country, girl

Hit up the small-town scene
Trade them high heels in for some Luccheses
And that red dress in for some John Deere green
Get two-step swept right off your feet
(One, two, three)

Check every back road, back porch
He's fixing his mama's screen door
Knows every way to where the green grass grows
Bonfires hot and the beers ice-cold
Find him riding somewhere 'round the county line
If you're looking for love, sweet as Tennessee honey
And you don't mind getting muddy
Get you a boy in the country, girl (boy in the country)
Get you a boy in the country, girl

(Get 'em in the country) where they say, yes ma'am
(Get 'em in the country) and got farmer's tans
Where they know what to do with their hands

Check every back road, back porch
He's fixing his mama's screen door
Knows every way to where the green grass grows
Bonfires hot and the beers ice-cold
Find him riding somewhere 'round the county line
If you're looking for love, sweet as Tennessee honey
And you don't mind getting muddy
Get you a boy in the country, girl (boy in the country)
Get you a boy in the country, girl

(Get you a boy in the country, girl)
(Get you a boy in the country, girl)