Cowgirl

If you can't help but get into trouble
 And you can't help but speak your mind
 You got your fire and your grace from your mama
 And your fight from your daddy's side
 If the devil gets nervous when the sun comes up
 Like "Good lord, watch out, here she comes!"
 If you're Sunday morning singing in the front row
 (And) you gotta little dent in your halo (hey-o!)
 You might be a cowgirl
 Under neon lights
 Shining like a rhinestone in the night
 After working all day in the sun
 Sweatin' for a little bit of fun
 Big city or a small town girl
 From anywhere around the world
 Whatever you rope, whatever you ride
 Hey, hey, honey, you might
 You might be a cowgirl
 You might have been raised on Reba
 Aretha or Patsy Cline
 Shania or Alanis, rocked like Janis
 Whatever makes you feel alive
 You don't need to own no pickup truck
 You can roll up in anything you're proud of.
 Ya' got a little extra grit when the going gets tough
 And a little extra get in your giddy-up, giddy-up!
 You might be a cowgirl
 Under neon lights
 Shining like a rhinestone in the night
 After working all day in the sun
 Sweatin' for a little bit of fun
 Big city or a small town girl
 From anywhere around the world
 Whatever you rope, whatever you ride
 Hey, hey, honey, you might
 You might be a cowgirl
 It ain't about what you wear
 It ain't about what you drive
 No matter where you're from, when it's said and done
 Cowgirl is a state of mind
 You might be a cowgirl
 Under neon lights
 Shining like a rhinestone in the night
 After working all day in the sun
 Girls just wanna have fun
 You might be a cowgirl
 Under neon lights
 Shining like a rhinestone in the night
 After working all day in the sun
 Sweatin' for a little bit of fun