Gord Bamford - Farm Girl Strong

Her Grandma was a dust bowl born and bred beauty
Her Mama was a boneified Oklahoma cutie
Her Daddy drove a tractor his whole life long, it runs in her blood
She's farm girl strong

She hits the ground runnin' before the dawn cracks
Pulls up her ponytail through her baseball cap
Zips up her coveralls, slips her work boots on
It runs in her blood, she's farm girl strong

But when the workdays done, she'll get dressed up
Head into town in her pickup truck
Her jeans are tight and her legs are long, man shes a looker
She's farm girl strong

She cooks a mean batch of buttermilk biscuits,
If something breaks down she knows how to fix it.
She likes an ice cold beer and a three chord song.
It runs in her blood, she's farm girl strong.

But when the workdays done, she'll get dressed up
Head into town in her pickup truck
Her jeans are tight and her legs are long, man shes a looker
She's farm girl strong

But when the workdays done, she'll get dressed up
Head into town in her pickup truck
Her jeans are tight and her legs are long, man shes a looker
She's farm girl strong

Farm girl strong
(Man she's a looker)

Farm girl strong
(Man she's a looker)

It really turns me on
(Man she's a looker)

She's farm girl strong
(Man she's a looker)
(Man she's a looker)

Written by:
Terry A. Mcbride, George Byron Hill, Gordon Wallace Bamford, Byron Hill, Terry A Mcbride

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