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Trace Adkins - Where the Country Girls At Lyrics



Trace Adkins - Where the Country Girls At Lyrics
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Where my country girls at?
(Mister Worldwide)
Where they at, where they at?
(Luke Bryan)
Where my country girls at? (uh)
(Trace Adkins)
Where they at, where they at?
(This a classic)
Where my country girls at?
(Let's go)

Got the mud off my boots
I got the smell good on
Got the truck shined up
See yourself in the chrome
Cranking that key, about to get gone
Calling all my boys on the phone

Where the country girls at?
Where they gon' be?
The ones that like to dance
The ones that like to drink
Every homegrown ten
Downhome pretty
Holla on back
Hit me with your twenty
Where they're swinging them jeans
To a hillbilly track
Put me smack dab
In the middle of that
Drop a pin on the map
Get me there fast
Where the country girls at?

Where's my Alabama red?
Where's my Tennessee wild?
Talking Tallahassee legs, huh
I need a Georgia peach smile
New York City, California coast
Somebody let a brother know

Where the country girls at?
Where they gon' be?
The ones that like to dance
Ones that like to drink
Every homegrown ten
Downhome pretty
Holla on back
Hit me with your twenty
Where they're swinging them jeans
To a hillbilly track
Put me smack dab
In the middle of that
Drop a pin on the map
Get me there fast
Where the country girls at?

(Where they at? Let's go)

(Hey ho)
Oh where are you, baby? (hey ho)

Yeah I'm talkin'
Parking lot, dive bar
Keg party, old barn
All I know is I wanna go
(Hit 'em, Pitbull)

I'm at the NASCAR epicenter Daytona 500
Grand marshal track house representor
White cones at the stage, I'm in the suite
Next to the greatest of all time, baby, MJ (twenty-three)
Blake Shelton, Tim McGraw, show me love
Trace Adkins, Pitbull, Luke Bryan, throw 'em up
Now where my country girls at? With their Daisy Daisy Dukes
Cowboy boots and their cowboys hats, I said
Where my country girls at? With their Daisy Daisy Dukes
Cowboy boots and their cowboys hats

Where the country girls at?
Where they gon' be?
The ones that like to dance
Ones that like to drink
Every homegrown ten
Downhome pretty
Holla on back
Hit me with your twenty
Where they're swinging them jeans
To a hillbilly track
Put me smack dab
In the middle of that
Drop a pin on the map
Get me there fast
Where the country girls at?
Well, drop a pin on the map
Get me there fast
Where the country girls at?

(Where my country girls at?)
(Hey hey hey hey)
(Where they at?)
Lord, where the country girls at?
(Where my country girls at?)
Where the country girls at?
(Hey hey hey hey)
Got a little brother low
The ones that like to hunt
The ones that like to fish (mmhm)
The ones that like to shake it to a song like this
Yeah, where the country girls at?
(Hey hey hey hey)
(Where they at?)
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Where my country girls at?
(Mister Worldwide)
Where they at, where they at?
(Luke Bryan)
Where my country girls at? (uh)
(Trace Adkins)
Where they at, where they at?
(This a classic)
Where my country girls at?
(Let's go)

Got the mud off my boots
I got the smell good on
Got the truck shined up
See yourself in the chrome
Cranking that key, about to get gone
Calling all my boys on the phone

Where the country girls at?
Where they gon' be?
The ones that like to dance
The ones that like to drink
Every homegrown ten
Downhome pretty
Holla on back
Hit me with your twenty
Where they're swinging them jeans
To a hillbilly track
Put me smack dab
In the middle of that
Drop a pin on the map
Get me there fast
Where the country girls at?

Where's my Alabama red?
Where's my Tennessee wild?
Talking Tallahassee legs, huh
I need a Georgia peach smile
New York City, California coast
Somebody let a brother know

Where the country girls at?
Where they gon' be?
The ones that like to dance
Ones that like to drink
Every homegrown ten
Downhome pretty
Holla on back
Hit me with your twenty
Where they're swinging them jeans
To a hillbilly track
Put me smack dab
In the middle of that
Drop a pin on the map
Get me there fast
Where the country girls at?

(Where they at? Let's go)

(Hey ho)
Oh where are you, baby? (hey ho)

Yeah I'm talkin'
Parking lot, dive bar
Keg party, old barn
All I know is I wanna go
(Hit 'em, Pitbull)

I'm at the NASCAR epicenter Daytona 500
Grand marshal track house representor
White cones at the stage, I'm in the suite
Next to the greatest of all time, baby, MJ (twenty-three)
Blake Shelton, Tim McGraw, show me love
Trace Adkins, Pitbull, Luke Bryan, throw 'em up
Now where my country girls at? With their Daisy Daisy Dukes
Cowboy boots and their cowboys hats, I said
Where my country girls at? With their Daisy Daisy Dukes
Cowboy boots and their cowboys hats

Where the country girls at?
Where they gon' be?
The ones that like to dance
Ones that like to drink
Every homegrown ten
Downhome pretty
Holla on back
Hit me with your twenty
Where they're swinging them jeans
To a hillbilly track
Put me smack dab
In the middle of that
Drop a pin on the map
Get me there fast
Where the country girls at?
Well, drop a pin on the map
Get me there fast
Where the country girls at?

(Where my country girls at?)
(Hey hey hey hey)
(Where they at?)
Lord, where the country girls at?
(Where my country girls at?)
Where the country girls at?
(Hey hey hey hey)
Got a little brother low
The ones that like to hunt
The ones that like to fish (mmhm)
The ones that like to shake it to a song like this
Yeah, where the country girls at?
(Hey hey hey hey)
(Where they at?)
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Writer: Derek George, Michael White, Monty Russ Criswell
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Spirit Music Group

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