Kevin Fowler - Girl In A Truck Lyrics

She was raised on a farm in south Alabama yeah the sweetest thing i ever known
Daddy's little girl but she can run with the boys, god i tell ya she can hold her own
Pretty as a peach, tough as a boot she's country down to the core
Little crazy little sweet ain't nothin like I need a little lady in a jacked up Ford.

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I like a girl in a truck a big 4 wheel drive
stereo blarin playin country boy can survive she's down home
home grown gets her diesel wound up and she'll be long gone
got her old boots on, new straw hat any red blooded country boy's gotta love that
some guys like a gal that's all dolled up, mmm mmm not me i like a girl in a truck

She got mud on the tires a dog in the back
a case of cold beer on ice
some guy's gonna get it she's a little hard headed little naughty and a little nice

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she drives by, and all i see is a cloud of dust
and this cowboy's dream

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