She Makes Dirt Look Good

Writers: Kerry Kurt Phillips, Phil O'Donnell

VERSE 1)
Well, I ain't much of nothin', a blue collar country bumpkin

Grease stains on my shirt holes in my jeans

Just a face in the crowd, never did stand out

Till my baby came along and stood by me
She's that shiny coat of paint
That covers up the things I ain't
Me I'm just a piece of ole driftwoodbut
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She makes dirt look good, it's the strangest thing

She makes a tractor ride like a Cadillac, And homemade wine taste like champagne

She's so hot, she makes me look cool

And every time I'm with her, my chest gets a little bigger 

I look a whole lot taller, and my shoulders they get broader

She makes this old farm feel like hollywood

She makes dirt look good
VERSE 2)
Sittin' on a bale of straw, undershirt and overalls

She'll make you think that barn's a penthouse suite

She can take a John Deere hat, hang her blonde hair out the back

And make the strongest man drop everything
Man/And it turns me on to see her
Kick start that old four wheeler
Bust thru the mud and take off through the woods

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