She is a little less ballet than rodeo
She's beautiful but it's not like her to show
Grown up in the fields of Arkansas
Raised by brother John and her grandma
More confident than everyone I met
Hands on her hips daring me a bit
She's nobody's fool, but she's my girl
And sometimes I may be a fool for her
A sexy grin and sunburned skin
A worn-out baseball cap
Working gear and ash blond hair
Yeah she's like that
My red rose from the cotton fields
She's a little bit off the track
Rough but irresistible
Yeah she is like that
Never try to tame her
She'll buck you off her back
Like a wild horse rider
Yeah it feels like that
She's the fastest gun in town and she ain't shy
But a dead bird on the porch will make her cry
She's pretty, she's hot and so damned smart
But best of all she's got a golden heart
A sexy grin and sunburned skin
A worn-out baseball cap
Working gear and ash blond hair
Yeah she's like that
My red rose from the cotton fields
She's a little bit off the track
Rough but irresistible
Yeah she is like that
Never try to tame her
She'll buck you off her back
Like a wild horse rider
Yeah it feels like that
Sometimes she needs a shoulder to lean on
I'm proud she's chosen me to be the one
My red rose from the cotton fields
She's a little bit off the track
Rough but irresistible
Yeah - she is like that
Never try to tame her
She'll buck you off her back
Like a wild horse rider
It feels like that
My red rose from the cotton fields
She's a little bit off the track
Rough but irresistible
Yeah she is like that
Never try to tame her
She'll buck you off her back
Like a wild horse rider
Yeah it feels like that
