From the recording Gettin' Naughty Vol. 3

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Lyrics

She gets, real frisky...from the whiskey
She's been drinking
I get, Good lovin,
ain't no other kind of woman
She's some, real fire, your desire, Is the wildest
On demand, on a first date,
On the Ranch, on the back of her Tailgate

She gets damn frisky, from the whiskey
She's been drinking
I get, Good lovin,
ain't no other kind of woman
She's some, real fire, your desire, Is the wildest
On demand, on a first date,
On the Ranch, on the back of her Tailgate

Nothing easy, girl gets greasy
She has work to do
And I can bet, she turns a wrench
This girl outworks the crew

I'm in between, like tractor green
She's in them cutoff jeans

Working machine, I've never seen
Her truck is never clean

I'm talking grit, this girl out fishes
Anybody Baby
She don't know quit,
when she commits, But she is still a lady

I must admit, this girl can get
A party going wild

She drinks a fifth, ain't no one's business
Cause she can provide

This girl can work, through mud or dirt
Longer, then nine to five
Stay up til three, messing with me
And she is still on time
owns her own farm, owns no alarm
Feedin' by six fifteen
This rancher is a queen
im part of "that" Routine


She gets, real frisky from the whiskey
She's been drinking
I get, Good lovin,
ain't no other kind of woman
She's some, real fire, your desire, Is the wildest
On demand, on a first date,
On the Ranch, on the back of her Tailgate

She gets, damn frisky from the whiskey
She's been drinking
I get, Good lovin,
ain't no other kind of woman
She's some, real fire, your desire, Is the wildest
On demand, on a first date,
On the Ranch, on the back of her Tailgate

ranch Girl is gettin rough
said that it isn't over
owns a pair of some cuffs
Wants me to be her joker
this girl has never bluffed
I met her playing poker
Lost all my money to her
The steering wheel and motor



Magnificent, Shes Independent,
but not innocent
She's different , the difference
is That she's in to me
Illuminates, the place with taste
And she can plow a field
The work ain't done, until it's done
Her truck has got some wheels

Saddle aside, Cowgirls don't cry,
they just dust off and ride
It ain't a trade, Good girls, are made of
sugar, and some spice
Cowgirls are made of whiskey hot,
with just a bit of ice
That's how I like em right,
and she is such a site

She gets, real frisky...from the whiskey
She's been drinking

I get, Good lovin,
ain't no other kind of woman

She's some,
real fire, your desire, Is the wildest

On demand, on a first date,
On the Ranch, on the back of her Tailgate

She gets damn frisky...from the whiskey
She's been drinking

I get, Good lovin,
ain't no other kind of woman
She's some, real fire, your desire, Is the wildest

On demand, on a first date,
On the Ranch, on the back of her Tailgate