Lee Kernaghan - Janine

From dusk 'til dawn she's high in the saddle
Outback stock camp cutting out cattle
Crack of the stock whip her hat's down low
Gives 'em a run for their money at the rodeo

Janine, baby where've you been
Janine, your every cowhands dream
Hotter than a bushfire
Cooler than a mountain stream
Well Davey got drunk and he put it on her
She socked him in the kisser and Davey was a goner
The boys all cheered when she laid him out flat
Now whatcha gonna do with a girl like that

Now some might say that Janine ain't so pretty
A little too tough and a little too gritty
But she holds her own let's make one thing clear
That's the kind of woman that we love round here
Janine, baby where've you been
Janine, you're every cowhands dream
Hotter than a bushfire cooler than a mountain stream
Nobody does it, does it like sweet Janine

Written by:
Colin Buchanan, Garth Porter, Lee Kernaghan

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Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Spirit Music Group

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