Dirty
I was driving that tractor, spittin' my 'bacco
Had some roads to hoe
500 acres, but my sweet potato kept blowin' up my phone
Said, "How much longer are you gonna be?"
"Get your butt in gear"
"Forget that shower, I'll see you in an hour"
Boys, now listen here
She likes a greasy old ball cap
Beer cans in the back
Truck drivin' kind of man
Country in his roots
And dust on his boots
And hard-working, calloused hands
Oh, she she ain't worried
For a girl so purty
Oh, she sure does like it
Dirty
Had reservations and a table waiting
But she didn't wanna go
Said she don't drink wine, rather sip 'shine
And ride on old back roads
My buddy, Dallas, he got a cabin
Down on the riverside
She said she ain't scared, so I took her there
She took me for a ride
Yeah, she's a down home
Turn me on
Real as a country song
Bait her own hook kind of girl
Riverbank rope swinger
Eats her chicken with her fingers
Hazard County queen
When my pickup ain't clean
No, she ain't worried
For a girl so purty
Oh, she sure does like it
Dirty
So I turned on the radio
Played her something nice and slow
Tried to get her in the mood
She said she didn't wanna slow dance
Two step or hold hands
"You know what I wanna do"
I wanna roll down the windows
Crank it 'til the speakers blow
By now, you oughta know
Yeah, play me something that rocks
Knocks me outta these flip-flops
Get some mud between my toes
Oh, I ain't worried
I might be purty
But I sure do like it
Dirty
She likes it dirty
That's right
She likes it dirty, y'all
Straight up dirty
Come on
Had some roads to hoe
500 acres, but my sweet potato kept blowin' up my phone
Said, "How much longer are you gonna be?"
"Get your butt in gear"
"Forget that shower, I'll see you in an hour"
Boys, now listen here
She likes a greasy old ball cap
Beer cans in the back
Truck drivin' kind of man
Country in his roots
And dust on his boots
And hard-working, calloused hands
Oh, she she ain't worried
For a girl so purty
Oh, she sure does like it
Dirty
Had reservations and a table waiting
But she didn't wanna go
Said she don't drink wine, rather sip 'shine
And ride on old back roads
My buddy, Dallas, he got a cabin
Down on the riverside
She said she ain't scared, so I took her there
She took me for a ride
Yeah, she's a down home
Turn me on
Real as a country song
Bait her own hook kind of girl
Riverbank rope swinger
Eats her chicken with her fingers
Hazard County queen
When my pickup ain't clean
No, she ain't worried
For a girl so purty
Oh, she sure does like it
Dirty
So I turned on the radio
Played her something nice and slow
Tried to get her in the mood
She said she didn't wanna slow dance
Two step or hold hands
"You know what I wanna do"
I wanna roll down the windows
Crank it 'til the speakers blow
By now, you oughta know
Yeah, play me something that rocks
Knocks me outta these flip-flops
Get some mud between my toes
Oh, I ain't worried
I might be purty
But I sure do like it
Dirty
She likes it dirty
That's right
She likes it dirty, y'all
Straight up dirty
Come on
Credits
Writer(s): Luke Laird, Tyler Farr, Rhett Akins
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