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Oh my Daddy’s from Memphis He used to hunt in Arkansas And then he moved to New York City That’s where he met my Mom He wrote his Mom & Dad a letter: “I’ll be a millionaire by twenty-five” I don’t know which one of us dreams bigger I have his heart & drive And he always told me and my sisters When we were scared to bait a hook Girls you don’t want to be no city slickers So I’m a country girl: I love the trees and the flowers And those well-spent hours Staring up at the stars Oh I’m a country girl Though I live in the city And those lights are so pretty But I’d happily rather be Sitting on the porch picking my guitar Oh my Grandma was a lady She always wore dress suits and pearls Our favorite treat was ladyfingers SongtexteAnd I have her curls And my Mama’s from Australia And she grew up without a Dad And so she raised a home That gave us what she never had And on the farm where I spent my childhood Riding horses and writing songs I’m still that child & That’s still where I belong ‘Cause I’m a country girl: I love the trees and the flowers Those well-spent hours Staring up at the stars Oh I’m a country girl Though I live in the city And those lights sure are pretty But I’d happily rather be Sitting on the porch picking my guitar But I’d happily, rather be Sitting on the porch picking on my guitar Aus Songtexte Mania