Verse:
She's got a cowboy hat, a belt buckle to match. Damn, I love her tattoos.
She spits and cuss, she can kick up dust, she can do what a country boy can do.

She likes to fish, grew up in the sticks, and never gave a damn about the law.
She's bad to the bone -- she can roll her own, my baby she's COUNTRY WILD!


Chorus:
Don't get it confused, I don't care what you; don't you touch my girl at all.
A pistol in her boot drinkin' moonshine and booze, with the Billy The Kid kind of drawl.

Born a rebel with the heart of the devil -- and a redneck kind of style.
She's one of a kind, she's all mine -- my baby she's COUNTRY WILD!


Verse:
She wears daisy dukes, and worn out boots -- she's country to the core.
She's white trash loves Johnny Cash; sippin' on a colt 24.

She drives my truck right through the mud -- gonna raise a little hell tonight.
She loves to lay on my tailgate, my baby she's COUNTRY FRIED!


Chorus:
Don't get it confused, I don't care what you; don't you touch my girl at all.
A pistol in her boot drinkin' moonshine and booze, with the Billy The Kid kind of drawl.

Born a rebel with the heart of the devil -- and a redneck kind of style.
She's one of a kind, she's all mine -- my baby she's COUNTRY WILD!


Verse:
She's got an aim like Jesse James, boy you better watch your back.
She'll put a bullet hole right through that old pretty little cowboy hat.

This is your last chance don't ask her to dance, damn your cramping her style.
She's one of a kind she's all mine -- my baby she's COUNTRY WILD!


Chorus:
Don't get it confused, I don't care what you; don't you touch my girl at all.
A pistol in her boot drinkin' moonshine and booze, with the Billy The Kid kind of drawl.

Born a rebel with the heart of the devil -- and a redneck kind of style.
She's one of a kind, she's all mine -- my baby she's COUNTRY WILD!