[Verse 1A]
Her high heels on the red carpet
Her perfect hair blowing in the wind
With her designer jeans and fake eyelashes
Crooning "thanks, y'all!" to the crowd between the flashes
[Verse 1B]
She may be singing 'bout the country
And putting out the hits
But those boots sure never stepped in horseshit
So thank God she lives in the city
Cause country ain't never been pretty
[Verse 2A]
You hear the rooster crow at the crack of dawn
And you've already been at it for hours
You're thankful there's no cameras, 'cause you make an awful face
That first sit in the cold tractor seat just can't be done with grace
[Verse 2B]
'Stead of hairspray and curls, you've got hay and dirt
Slammed your unpainted nails in a barn door
But it's alright to look kind of shitty
Cause country ain't never been pretty
[Pre-Chorus]
It's as simple as it seems
Who needs brand-name jeans?
Your man's hands are gonna cover the label anyways
Whoo!
Her high heels on the red carpet
Her perfect hair blowing in the wind
With her designer jeans and fake eyelashes
Crooning "thanks, y'all!" to the crowd between the flashes
[Verse 1B]
She may be singing 'bout the country
And putting out the hits
But those boots sure never stepped in horseshit
So thank God she lives in the city
Cause country ain't never been pretty
[Verse 2A]
You hear the rooster crow at the crack of dawn
And you've already been at it for hours
You're thankful there's no cameras, 'cause you make an awful face
That first sit in the cold tractor seat just can't be done with grace
[Verse 2B]
'Stead of hairspray and curls, you've got hay and dirt
Slammed your unpainted nails in a barn door
But it's alright to look kind of shitty
Cause country ain't never been pretty
[Pre-Chorus]
It's as simple as it seems
Who needs brand-name jeans?
Your man's hands are gonna cover the label anyways
Whoo!
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