Crank it

Where she grew up, there ain't no roads
Out in the sticks where the ginseng grows
She'd float down the river to get to school
Then her daddy'd come, get her on an old black mule
She run back and forth from shed to shack
Checking on the moonshine brewing out back
If you don't get the picture by now
Then wait a minute

She got a bible, she's born again
She got a shotgun, she ain't afraid of sin
She got rebel-rousin', rowdy friends singing (oh, oh, oh)
She got a Trans Am with a trailer hitch
She got horses, cows and Dixie Chicks
Goes honky-tonking just for kicks
If that ain't country
I don't know what is

She plants fifty acres with seed and a hoe
Come Fall, you get lost in the tall corn rows
Don't need no 'phone where she come from
She just holler down the mountain and the boys all run, fast
You might see her truck rolling outta the woods
With a 12 point buck laid across the hood
If you don't get the picture by now
Then wait a minute

She got a bible, she's born again
She got a shotgun, she ain't afraid of sin
She got rebel-rousing, rowdy friends singing (oh, oh, oh)
She got a Trans Am with a trailer hitch
She got horses, cows and Dixie Chicks
Goes honky-tonking just for kicks
If that ain't country
I don't know what is

If you don't get the picture by now
Then wait a minute

She got a bible, she's born again
She got a shotgun, she ain't afraid of sin
She got rebel-rousing, rowdy friends singing (oh, oh, oh)
She got a Trans Am with a trailer hitch
She got horses, cows and Dixie Chicks
Goes honky-tonking just for kicks
If that ain't country
I don't know what is

I don't know what is
I don't know what
I don't know what is