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
And putting 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
You hear the rooster crow at the crack of dawn
And you've already been at it for hours
Well, you're thankful there's no cameras, 'cause you make an awful face
That first sit in the cold tractor seat just can't be done with grace
'Stead of hairspray and curls, you've got hay and dirt
Slammed your unpainted nails in the barn door
But it's alright to look kind of shitty
'Cause country ain't never been pretty
It's as simple as it seems, who needs brand-name jeans?
Your man's hands are gonna cover the label anyways
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, aw right
Please stop me if you get it already
Country ain't never been pretty
You could spend eight hours at the gym every day
But then who would bale the hay?
You can iron your shirt and polish your boots
But then you may as well go put on a suit
The glitter and glamor, 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, whoo
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, aw right
Please stop me if you get it already
If you've heard anything that I've said in this ditty
I'll say it plain, I'm not trying to be witty
Country ain't never been pretty