Queens of the Dirt Road

Lyrics

[Verse 1] There's a Friday night dust cloud kicking up high Underneath that Alabama summer sky Down by the creek where the bonfires burn Every single head in the county's gonna turn She's hopping down out of that four-wheel drive Looking like a million bucks, ready to ride [Chorus] Oh, them country girls in them tight blue jeans Strutting like the queens of the dirt road scene Squeezed in so tight, Lord, it oughta be a crime Painted on clean, making double-takes climb With their cowboy boots and their sun-kissed hair Yeah, the prettiest sights in the county fair [Verse 2] Her daddy probably warned her 'bout the boys at the gate But she's sipping sweet tea and she's staying out late Those denim pockets got a wrangler stare With a little bit of wear and a little bit of tear She's dancing on the tailgate, rocking to the beat Putting all the city slicker fashion to defeat [Chorus] Oh, them country girls in them tight blue jeans Strutting like the queens of the dirt road scene Squeezed in so tight, Lord, it oughta be a crime Painted on clean, making double-takes climb With their cowboy boots and their sun-kissed hair Yeah, the prettiest sights in the county fair [Bridge] Now the banjo's humming and the fiddle starts to cry There's a whole lot of magic in the way they walk by Just denim and thread, but it's holding up the world Ain't nothing like the style of a southern country girl [Chorus] Oh, them country girls in them tight blue jeans Strutting like the queens of the dirt road scene Squeezed in so tight, Lord, it oughta be a crime Painted on clean, making double-takes climb With their cowboy boots and their sun-kissed hair Yeah, the prettiest sights in the county fair [Outro] Yeah, keep rocking them jeans Down in Dixie Squeezed on tight [Fade Out]