- cifra
I was born on the farm
Were my mom
Milked the cattle
A jug full a corn
Was my first baby rattle
I could ride a tractor
Before I could ride a bike
My very first date
Took me to the theater
That boy's biggest dream
Was to grow the best tator
But I wanted to be much more
Then a Farm Hands wife
So I packed up my bags
And I headed for the water
They all waved good bye
To the little farmers' daughter
I was settin' sail
For the best time of my life
Now I'm pickin' apples
At the sistine chaple
Bailin' hay
On the shores of Yasay
I'm a country girl
In every country of the world
Now I'm shuckin' corn
Where Shaksphere was born
And I'm eatin' grifts
At the great pyramid
Yeah
I'm a country girl
In every country of the world
Just a country girl
In every country of the world
