Perfect Country Girl

Perfect Country Girl

Performed by Whiskey Wind & The Prairie Boys

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(Verse 1)
She’s got more mud on her boots than them frat boys in Austin,
Knows her way ‘round a tractor, never gets lost in.
She can bait a hook, cast a line,
But still shines bright when the bonfire’s fine.
Don’t need no mirror, she lets the wind run wild,
With a sunset glow, she’s country-styled.

(Pre-Chorus)
She’s got a heart as wide as the Texas plains,
But she ain’t takin’ no fool, she don’t play those games.

(Chorus)
She’s a perfect country girl, wild and free,
From her muddy boots to that sweet iced tea.
She’ll two-step circles ‘round the city lights,
Ride like the wind, and shine all night.
She’s got a shotgun and a Bible on the dash,
She’ll break your heart with a smile and a laugh.
She’s a perfect country girl, wild and true,
If you find one like her, boy, you better hold on to.

(Verse 2)
She can drive that truck like she’s part of the road,
First to grab a shovel when the fence needs towed.
Whiskey neat in a mason jar,
But her sweet tea smile’ll steal your heart.
She makes chili that’ll make you sweat,
And cornbread that you won’t forget.

(Pre-Chorus)
She’s got eyes that shine like fireflies,
A laugh that lights up the darkest skies.

(Bridge)
Call and Gus are fine, but she’s got a soft spot for Newt,
Who of course she had to explain to, is the Lonesome Dove, it’s true.
She knows every word to Patsy’s songs,
Sings ‘em like she’s where she belongs.
She’s wild as a bronco, loyal as they come,
If she’s got your back, you’ll never be undone.

(Chorus)
She’s a perfect country girl, wild and free,
From her muddy boots to that sweet iced tea.
She’ll two-step circles ‘round the city lights,
Ride like the wind, and shine all night.
She’s got a shotgun and a Bible on the dash,
She’ll break your heart with a smile and a laugh.
She’s a perfect country girl, wild and true,
If you find one like her, boy, you better hold on to.

(Outro)
Yeah, she’s a perfect country girl, wild and true,
Better hold on tight, don’t let her slip through.

Perfect Country Girl — Lyrics and Alan Nafzger