Cinderella

She from that older part of Dixie
She know how to skin a buck
Got some Southern in her accent
And some Southern in her cup
She a
Lil' country Cinderella
Ain't got no slippers on
Cowboots and Carolina
That's all she really wants

Boots deep in that mud
Coupe racin' that truck
Big frame, no catalytic
Hear gunshots when it runs
Don't wanna break your heart
'Cause it's kinda hard to find a
God-fearin' country girl
I drive that four-by-four
Hear you, 405
Told me, "Make that wish"
Baby, I'll make you mine
She got that face card, no shuffle
Mama should be proud
If my Cinderella's in trouble
You know I'll be around

She from that older part of Dixie
She know how to skin a buck
Got some Southern in her accent
And some Southern in her cup
She a
Lil' country Cinderella
Ain't got no slippers on
Cowboots and Carolina
That's all she really wants

Big rims
Oil money
Too lifted
It's so funny
She sippin' that
40 proof
Whiskey fire
In that snow bunny
Small town
Deep roots
Mess with us
And you still runnin'
Carhartt on her chest
Cinderella don't need a dress
Talkin' "Hop back in that pickup
Let's get drunk tonight"
Baby, tell me some of your secrets
I'll tell you some of my lies
'Cause I'll do some apologizin'
'Til you say you miss me
If you from the South
Trade that solo for a Dixie

She from that older part of Dixie
She know how to skin a buck
Got some Southern in her accent
And some Southern in her cup
She a
Lil' country Cinderella
Ain't got no slippers on
Cowboots and Carolina
That's all she really wants