Did her blonde hair come from that wheat field blowing?
Do her blue eyes shine 'cause that river's flowin'?
'Cause I can't quite put my finger on it
But everything I ever wanted, yeah, she's got it
Woohoo, she got that diesel running
Woohoo, that Sunday church choir humming
She was raised on that little spot on the map
Middle of nothing
She got that small town something
Is her sweet tea kiss from them front porch nights?
Does her magic come from them fireflies?
Does she know every word to them backroad songs?
And would she mind if I tried singing along?
Woohoo, she got that diesel running
Woohoo, that Sunday church choir humming
She was raised on that little spot on the map
Middle of nothing
She got that small town something
A little four-way stop
Little chain on a cross
Little heaven on earth, I swear
Where the green grass is growing
And the John Deere's mowing
Must be something in the water down there
Oh, she got that moonshine glowin'
She got the whole world knowin'
She was raised on that little spot on the map
Middle of nothing
She got that small town
Woohoo, she got that diesel running
Woohoo, that Sunday church choir humming
She was raised on that little spot on the map
Middle of Nothing
She got that small town something
(She got that moonshine glowin')
(She got the whole world knowin')
Yeah, she was raised on that little spot on the map
Middle of nothing
She got that small town something, woohoo