Her high heels on the red carpet
Her perfect hair blowing in the wind
With her designer jeans and fake eyelashes
Crooning "thanks, y'all!" to the crowd between the flashes

She may be singing 'bout the country
And putting out the hits
But those boots sure never stepped in horseshit
So thank God she lives in the city
'Cause country ain't never been pretty

You hear the rooster crow at the crack of dawn
And you've already been at it for hours
You're thankful there's no cameras, 'cause you make an awful face
That first sit in the cold tractor seat just can't be done with grace

'Stead of hairspray and curls, you've got hay and dirt
Slammed your unpainted nails in a barn door
But it's alright to look kind of shitty
'Cause country ain't never been pretty

It's as simple as it seems
Who needs brand-name jeans?
Your man's hands are gonna cover the label anyways
Whoo!

Country ain't never been pretty and that's alright
'Cause if your head's on straight, your hair will be fine
You might not get it at first, but you'll come around
And see, your legs look great with both feet on the ground
All right
Please stop me if you get it already
Country ain't never been pretty

You can spend eight hours at the gym every day
Then who would bail the hay?
You can iron your shirt and polish your boots
Then you may as well go put on a suit

The glitter and glamor, the fortune and fame
The sugar-free soy vanilla lattes
Leave all that to the folks in the city
'Cause country ain't never been pretty

It's easier than you think
Just buy a round of drinks
Beer goggles are cheaper than Gucci glasses anyway
Whoo!

Country ain't never been pretty and that's alright
'Cause if your head's on straight, your hair will be fine
You might not get it at first, but you'll come around
And see, your legs look great with both feet on the ground
All right
Please stop me if you get it already
If you've heard anything I've said in this ditty
I'll say it plain, I'm not trying to be witty
Country ain't never been pretty