Her high heels on the red carpet
Her perfect hair blowing in the wind
With her designer jeans and fake eyelashes
Crooning "thanks y'all" to the crowd between the flashes
She may be singing 'bout the country
Puttin' out the hits
But those boots sure never stepped in horseshit
So thank God she lives in the city
'Cause country ain't never been pretty
Hear the rooster crow at the crack of dawn
You've already been at it for hours
You're thankful there's no cameras
'Cause you make an awful face
The first sit in a cold tractor seat just can't be done with grace
Instead of hairspray and curls
You got hay and dirt
Slammed your unpainted nails into a barn door
But It's alright to look kinda shitty
'Cause country ain't never been pretty
So simply as it seems, who needs brand-name jeans?
Your man's hands are gonna cover the label anyways, woo
Country ain't never been pretty
And that's alright
'Cause if your heads on straight, your hair will be fine
You might not get it at first, but you'll come around
And see, your legs look great with both feet on the ground
All right
Please stop me if you get it already
Country ain't never been pretty
You can spend eight hours at the gym every day
But then who would bale the hay?
You could iron your shirt and polish your boots
But then you may as well go put on a suit
The glitter and glamour, the fortune and fame
The sugar-free soy vanilla lattes
Leave all that to the folks in the city
'Cause country ain't never been pretty
It's easier than you think
Just buy a round of drinks
Beer goggles are cheaper than Gucci glasses anyway
Woo!
Country ain't never been pretty, and that's alright
'Cause if your head's on straight, your hair will be fine
You might not get it at first, but you'll come around
And see your legs look great with both feet on the ground
All right
Please stop me if you get it already
If you've heard anything I've said in this ditty
I'll say it plain, I'm not trying to be witty
Country ain't never been pretty