Текст Brett Kissel – Girl In A Cowboy Hat

I like a girl raised on a farm
Dusty old boots and Daisy Duke charm
In a beat up truck
I’m riding bareback

She could be a supermodel
Tall and blonde
Knockout smile and legs real long
But I’d be in heaven if she liked a man in black
And I love a girl in a cowboy hat

I don’t mind if she’s dressed to kill
She could still saddle up wearing high heels
I don’t know much but I sure know that
I love a girl in a cowboy hat

I’m a kind of guy who don’t need much
Pretty eyes and a soft touch
But a girl in Wrangler’s can knock me flat
I love a girl in a cowboy hat

I don’t mind if she’s dressed to kill
She could still saddle up wearing high heels
I don’t know much but I sure know that
I love a girl in a cowboy hat

Could be a dime store steps and worse for the wear
But that is old habit, that I don’t care
But my heart starts pumping and my head spins round
When she takes it off and her hair falls down

I don’t mind if she’s dressed to kill
She could still saddle up wearing high heels
I don’t know much but I sure know that
I love a girl in a cowboy hat