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Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Unlike fashion, a hot southern mess never goes out of style
And she doesn't need no catwalk to walk a country mile
And if you just look past her hat, her boots and those old jeans
My girl looks just like the girls you see in all those magazines

[Chorus]
But she likes it best home on our farm
Working outside; farmer's tan on her arms
She's got dirt under her nails and mud in her hair
And if you're judging her by the clothes she wears
Man, you're in for a real surprise...
'Cause she's a model in disguise
Yeah, she's a model in disguise

[Verse 2]
When she's working it, she's really working it all day long
Her face all sweaty; good thing she's got no makeup on
But good lord, she has got the hottest body I have ever seen
Guess I'm lucky, since big city life has never been her dream

[Chorus]
'Cause she likes it best home on our farm
Working outside; farmer's tan on her arms
She's got dirt under her nails and mud in her hair
And if you're judging her by the clothes she wears
Man, you're in for a real surprise...
'Cause she's a model in disguise
Yeah, she's a model in disguise

[Bridge]
To you she might just look like another cowgirl
But you see, in my world - she's my CoverGirl

[Chorus]
And she likes it best home on our farm
Working outside; farmer's tan on her arms
She's got dirt under her nails and mud in her hair
And if you're judging her by the clothes she wears
Man, you're in for a real surprise...
'Cause she likes it best home on our farm
Working outside; farmer's tan on her arms
She's got dirt under her nails and mud in her hair
And if you're judging her by the clothes she wears
Man, you're in for a real surprise...
'Cause she's a model in disguise
Yeah, she's a model in disguise
And she's a model in my eyes