Girl in a Cowboy Hat - Brett Kissel

I like a girl raised on a farm

Dusty old boots and Daisy Duke charm

In a beat up truck

I’m riding bareback

I love a girl in a cowboy hat

She could be a supermodel

Tall and blonde

Knockout smile and legs real long

But I’d be in heaven if she liked a man in black

And I love a girl in a cowboy hat

I don’t mind if she’s dressed to kill

She could still saddle up wearing high heels

I don’t know much but I sure know that

I love a girl in a cowboy hat

I’m a kind of guy who don’t need much

Pretty eyes and a soft touch

But a girl in Wrangler’s can knock me flat

I love a girl in a cowboy hat

I don’t mind if she’s dressed to kill

She could still saddle up wearing high heels

I don’t know much but I sure know that

I love a girl in a cowboy hat

(Bridge)

Could be a dime store steps and worse for the wear

But that is old habit, that I don’t care

But my heart starts pumping and my head spins round

When she takes it off and her hair falls down

I don’t mind if she’s dressed to kill

She could still saddle up wearing high heels

I don’t know much but I sure know that

I love a girl in a cowboy hat

Seems like I’ve been to heaven and back

When I’m lookin at a girl in a cowboy hat