8th Day

Eight years old, gone fishin'

With a handful of worms

On a river bank with her daddy

Cheeks all smudged in dirt

She's so proud, catchin' fish, missin' both front teeth

Her daddy blind and happy to the trouble she'll be

And oh the trouble she'll be

Complicated wonder must have took more time

To figure her out

To get perfect just right

Seven days he took then he said, "It is good

But there's just somethin' missin' in my world"

So on the eightth day, God made country girls

Mmm

Country girls

Teenage boy at an auction

Gettin' out bid on a truck

By a ponytail in the front row wearin' boots and trackin' mud

He's so mad but she's so cute

He just can't speak his mind

She winks as she passes

Says, "Hon, looks like you'll need a ride"

Oh ain't he in for a ride

Complicated wonder's gonna take him time

To figure her out

To get perfect just right

Couple dates in the woods, then he said, "This is good

You were the somethin' missin' in my world"

Thank heaven on the Eightth day

God made country girls

Mmm

Country girls

Make you laugh

Make you cry

Make you pace the porch on a Friday night

With a shotgun at your side

'Cause he's late again

Screen door creaks, your wife steps out

She says, "Honey, you stand down, that used to be you and I, don't you forget

And if he's anythin' like you, he's in over his head"

Complicated wonder's gonna take some time

To figure her out

To get perfect just right

'Cause seven days it took, the Lord said "It is good

But there's still somethin' missin' in this world"

So on the Eightth day, mmm, God made country girls

Mmm

Country girls

Country girls

Mmm

Country girls