Heels in the dirt

I was born where the creek cuts deep

Where the mud runs red and the roots run steep

Mama taught me how to shoot and pray

Daddy showed me how to work all day

I play my guitar ‘til the moon comes out

Singin’ hallelujah with a whiskey shout

I got calloused hands and a Bible in my purse

Raised on Johnny Cash and Sunday church

Ain’t afraid to fight, ain’t ashamed to cry

Got Jesus in my soul and fire in my eyes

Yeah, I’m rough ’round the edges, don’t need no flirt

Just a country girl rockin’ her heels in the dirt

I’ll roll up my sleeves for a broken fence

Drive a stick shift like it’s heaven-sent

I’ll dance all night at the county fair

Hair full of dust and I don’t even care

I can skin a buck, fry up some beans

Then sing Amazing Grace like a tambourine

I got calloused hands and a Bible in my purse

Raised on Johnny Cash and Sunday church

Ain’t afraid to fight, ain’t ashamed to cry

Got Jesus in my soul and fire in my eyes

Yeah, I’m rough ’round the edges, don’t need no flirt

Just a country girl rockin’ her heels in the dirt

I don’t need the city, I don’t need the shine

Just a porch swing, stars, and a bottle of wine

My kin’s got my back, my boots hold the ground

I was made for this life, I ain’t slowin’ down

So if you see me ridin’ in a jacked-up Ford

With a six-string hangin’ and the pedal floored

Know I’m singin’ for the lost and the proud

For every small-town girl standin’ strong and loud

I got calloused hands and a Bible in my purse

Raised on Johnny Cash and Sunday church

Ain’t afraid to fight, ain’t ashamed to cry

Got Jesus in my soul and fire in my eyes

Yeah, I’m rough ’round the edges, don’t need no flirt

Just a country girl rockin’ her heels in the dirt

Mmm, just a red-clay queen with a song to sing

And a whole lotta love for the King of Kings