Letra de 'Country In The Girl' de Jenna Paulette

I saw some blonde hair blowing out your shotgun window
You even went and cleaned up your truck
I heard she's vegan and she grew up on the west coast
Just like that, I ain't mad we broke up
I don't know her but I know you
And I hate to be the one to break the news
You can put the girl in the country
Dress her up in denim
Coveralls and new Justin boots
Sit her in the saddle
Fix her up with some tackle
But she don't know the first thing to do
Won't fix your biscuits like you like 'em
You can wish and you can try but
You can't small town her big city world
You can put the girl in the country
But you can't put the country in the girl
You either grew up like we did or you didn't
You don't teach a whippoorwill to sing
Take her way out and do some nitty gritty fishin'
But it'll never turn her into me
You can put the girl in the country
Dress her up in denim
Coveralls and new Justin boots
Sit her in the saddle
Fix her up with some tackle
But she don't know the first thing to do
Won't fix your biscuits like you like em
You can wish and you can try but
You can't small town her big city world
You can put the girl in the country
But you can't put the country in the girl
Yeah I bet she drinks her beer from a glass
I betcha when you get a dip she gets mad
And when she don't know all the words to Friends In Low Places
Boy you're gone be wantin' me back
You can put the girl in the country
Dress her up in denim
Coveralls and new Justin boots
Sit her in the saddle
Tell her go round up the cattle
But she don't know the first thing to do
Won't fix your biscuits like you like em
You can wish and you can try but
You can't small town her big city world
You can put the girl in the country
But you can't put the country in the girl
Country in the girl