(Country, southern-rock) 

(Verse)

She’s a-ridin’’ down Park Avenue

After gettin’ off of work

Crankin’ old Bosephus 

Shootin’ city folk a smirk

She’s living in a high-rise

Sleeping under city lights

But dreams about the stars up in that Alabama sky

Turn it up! 

(Chorus)

‘Cause the country never left

The southern heart within her chest

Still beats for old Dixie

See it in the way she’s dressed

She’s got steel-toe boots, ripped blue jeans

That drawl comes out when she gets mean

Rebel ready, you can bet

She mighta left the country

But the country never left 

Yeah! 

(Verse)

Men in suits, and the women

Spendin’ days in some boutique 

To pose for pretty pictures

While she puts Skoal in her cheek

Weavin’ through a crowd of thousands

Whislin’ out a song

She knows she can fit in

But still feels like she don’t belong

Turn it up! 

(Chorus)

(Bridge)

She’s only here to earn a livin’

Has to put food in her mouth

Her body might stay in the city

But her soul resides down south

(Chorus)