a moment's respite And each time you smile I know I would follow you a country mile For all that I'm chasing is worthless and vile I was a backwater girl
Translation: Everything But The Girl. A Country Mile.
sorrow a moment's respite And each time you smile I know I would follow you a country mile For all that I'm chasing is worthless and vile I was a backwater
, there it go I love it when you make your knees Touch your elbows, boom boom Baby girl like to shake a lot, huh Baby girl like to shake a lot, huh Baby girl
to try and take it from me, hater come on down (c'mon!) Built for business, and God as my witness Have you running a country mile and not for physical
minute to call you up and see what you want to do But you're only fifteen, girl, you ain't got no secretary And 'For granted' is a mighty big word for a country girl
die Since I was no bigger than a weevil they've been saying I was evil That if, "bad" was a boot that I'd fit it That I'm a wicked young lady, but I
if you're a ping-pong enthusiast, that was a sound of a ping-pong ball Except generally you'll hear That's the sound of a match between a golfer and a
my life Everything louder than everything else Everything louder than everything else Everything louder than everything else Everything louder than everything else Everything louder than everything else Everything louder than everything
girls gettin' down Don't give a flip about your politics Homegrown or raised uptown People, take a good look around It's a funky country People, take a
miles to drive And a cowboy just can't have a steady girl But now things have changed Got the good Lord up above I'm in a country that I love Now what
we got the same names Everything happens for a good cause Whether it be victory or loss And the road may turn into a run way But you'll know what to
die Since I was no bigger than a weavil they've been saying i Was evil That if bad was a boot that I'd fit it That I'm a wicked young lady, but I've
daughters and a son She was a sure shot with a pistol And here bare feet loved to run There was raven hair and brown skin Green eyes and a crooked smile
forward they push me two steps back I give an inch they take a mile some try to cramp my style They try to diss they shoot they miss I walk off with a smile But
