Lyrics

Blue jean hit the city after college
She had plans to use her knowledge
But all that concrete and steel and her Wall Street heels
Was wearing hard on her corn fed roots
Those buildings scrapped the sky and her heart as she walked by
Would she ever feel at home in that tailored suit

She?s a blue jean girl
Livin? in a pin striped world
Tryin? to make sense of making cash
The only Cash she knew growin? up,
Was John and June
She?s yearnin? for the real stuff that lasts

Like mama?s cornbread cooking
Hugs from her pa
The gravel road walk to the country store
In her 501?s she just wants to have some fun
Cause, in this world she knows she?s a blue jean girl

Blue Jean?s daddy didn?t raise a quitter
She worked hard provin? herself winner
But she was losing her soul on that subway she rode
Where no one ever stopped to say hello
Now she bides her time with wild horses on her mind
She knows it won?t be long before she goes (home!)

She?s a blue jean girl
Livin? in a pin striped world
Tryin? to make sense of making cash
The only Cash she knew growin? up,
Was John and June
She?s yearnin? for the real stuff that lasts

Like mama?s cornbread cooking
Hugs from her pa
The gravel road walk to the country store
In her 501?s she just wants to have some fun
Cause, in this world she knows she?s a blue jean girl
In her 501?s she?s home where she belongs
Yeah in this world she knows she?s a blue jean girl


Spencer/Loewen/Holler © 2006