Woo
Oh, ohh, oh
She's a map dot with a welcome sign
She's a truck stop, cherry coke with ice
Still repping that Bobcat pride
Still calling from an 865
She's a ragtop on a hand-me-down Jeep
She's a flat rock skipping 'cross a creek
She's waffles with the chicken fried
Hungover from a neon Friday night
And she takes that small town
Everywhere she goes now
Singing George Strait down Fifth Avenue
Rodeo Drive in her cowboy boots
Palm trees shading them southern roots
Hotter than a ring of fire
She's a black dress baby with a blue jean heart
Dirty martini in a mason jar
Honky-tonk angel on a rooftop bar
Spinning like a rope swing tire
Oh, and she might leave
But she takes Tennessee all round the world
Nah, you can't take the country outta my girl
Nah
She's a flip cup hall of fame
She's a marshmallow on a wire coat hanger
Put your cuffs, hit the ref or the dad
She'll bless your heart when she's mad
From BNA to JFK to LAX, yeah she's
Singing George Strait down Fifth Avenue
Rodeo Drive in her cowboy boots
Palm trees shading them southern roots
Hotter than a ring of fire
She's a black dress baby with a blue jean heart
Dirty martini in a mason jar
Honky-tonk angel on a rooftop bar
Spinning like a rope swing tire
Oh, and she might leave
But she takes Tennessee all round the world
Nah, you can't take the country outta my girl
Yeah, you can't take the country
Oh, ohh
And she takes that small town
Everywhere she goes now
Singing George Strait down Fifth Avenue
Rodeo Drive in her cowboy boots
Palm trees shading them southern roots
Hotter than a ring of fire
She's a black dress baby with a blue jean heart
Dirty martini in a mason jar
Honky-tonk angel on a rooftop bar
Spinning like a rope swing tire
Oh, and she might leave
But she takes Tennessee all round the world
Nah, you can't take the country outta my girl
Can't take the country outta my girl, oh, ohh
You can take the girl outta the country (girl outta the country)
But you can't take the country outta my
Girl outta the country (girl outta the country)
You can't take the country outta my girl
Morgan Evans - Country Outta My Girl Lyrics
Morgan Evans - Country Outta My Girl Lyrics
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Woo
Oh, ohh, oh
She's a map dot with a welcome sign
She's a truck stop, cherry coke with ice
Still repping that Bobcat pride
Still calling from an 865
She's a ragtop on a hand-me-down Jeep
She's a flat rock skipping 'cross a creek
She's waffles with the chicken fried
Hungover from a neon Friday night
And she takes that small town
Everywhere she goes now
Singing George Strait down Fifth Avenue
Rodeo Drive in her cowboy boots
Palm trees shading them southern roots
Hotter than a ring of fire
She's a black dress baby with a blue jean heart
Dirty martini in a mason jar
Honky-tonk angel on a rooftop bar
Spinning like a rope swing tire
Oh, and she might leave
But she takes Tennessee all round the world
Nah, you can't take the country outta my girl
Nah
She's a flip cup hall of fame
She's a marshmallow on a wire coat hanger
Put your cuffs, hit the ref or the dad
She'll bless your heart when she's mad
From BNA to JFK to LAX, yeah she's
Singing George Strait down Fifth Avenue
Rodeo Drive in her cowboy boots
Palm trees shading them southern roots
Hotter than a ring of fire
She's a black dress baby with a blue jean heart
Dirty martini in a mason jar
Honky-tonk angel on a rooftop bar
Spinning like a rope swing tire
Oh, and she might leave
But she takes Tennessee all round the world
Nah, you can't take the country outta my girl
Yeah, you can't take the country
Oh, ohh
And she takes that small town
Everywhere she goes now
Singing George Strait down Fifth Avenue
Rodeo Drive in her cowboy boots
Palm trees shading them southern roots
Hotter than a ring of fire
She's a black dress baby with a blue jean heart
Dirty martini in a mason jar
Honky-tonk angel on a rooftop bar
Spinning like a rope swing tire
Oh, and she might leave
But she takes Tennessee all round the world
Nah, you can't take the country outta my girl
Can't take the country outta my girl, oh, ohh
You can take the girl outta the country (girl outta the country)
But you can't take the country outta my
Girl outta the country (girl outta the country)
You can't take the country outta my girl
Oh, ohh, oh
She's a map dot with a welcome sign
She's a truck stop, cherry coke with ice
Still repping that Bobcat pride
Still calling from an 865
She's a ragtop on a hand-me-down Jeep
She's a flat rock skipping 'cross a creek
She's waffles with the chicken fried
Hungover from a neon Friday night
And she takes that small town
Everywhere she goes now
Singing George Strait down Fifth Avenue
Rodeo Drive in her cowboy boots
Palm trees shading them southern roots
Hotter than a ring of fire
She's a black dress baby with a blue jean heart
Dirty martini in a mason jar
Honky-tonk angel on a rooftop bar
Spinning like a rope swing tire
Oh, and she might leave
But she takes Tennessee all round the world
Nah, you can't take the country outta my girl
Nah
She's a flip cup hall of fame
She's a marshmallow on a wire coat hanger
Put your cuffs, hit the ref or the dad
She'll bless your heart when she's mad
From BNA to JFK to LAX, yeah she's
Singing George Strait down Fifth Avenue
Rodeo Drive in her cowboy boots
Palm trees shading them southern roots
Hotter than a ring of fire
She's a black dress baby with a blue jean heart
Dirty martini in a mason jar
Honky-tonk angel on a rooftop bar
Spinning like a rope swing tire
Oh, and she might leave
But she takes Tennessee all round the world
Nah, you can't take the country outta my girl
Yeah, you can't take the country
Oh, ohh
And she takes that small town
Everywhere she goes now
Singing George Strait down Fifth Avenue
Rodeo Drive in her cowboy boots
Palm trees shading them southern roots
Hotter than a ring of fire
She's a black dress baby with a blue jean heart
Dirty martini in a mason jar
Honky-tonk angel on a rooftop bar
Spinning like a rope swing tire
Oh, and she might leave
But she takes Tennessee all round the world
Nah, you can't take the country outta my girl
Can't take the country outta my girl, oh, ohh
You can take the girl outta the country (girl outta the country)
But you can't take the country outta my
Girl outta the country (girl outta the country)
You can't take the country outta my girl
Writer: Ben Johnson, Hunter Phelps, Mark Holman, Morgan Evans
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Performed By: Morgan Evans
Length: 3:22
Written by: Ben Johnson, Hunter Phelps, Mark Holman, Morgan Evans