06 Cherry On Top

with the sun mud on my thighs. Hey, my hair firing my eyes. Swinging that saddle boots on tight. But come sundown, I shine like light. Wranglers fit like second skin. Crop, top, tie. Got that smirk again. I bail that hay, then I raise that glass. Cowgirl may build two apples. I'm the one that wash it, I'm the cherry on top feed in the cattle driving that deer covered in dust but I make it look clear got callus hands and a tight little waist and I still out drink half the bar on taste this ain't pretend this is how we play we ride hard first then we slay the day don't need no night just my own damn name queen of the field in the back on the cherry on top of Yeah, I'm the one they watch, but I'm the cherry on top Cowgirl tough with a wild side glow Work all week, then we steal the show Hats down low, moves up high Show them how we ride when the bass don't lie Cherry on top, baby, red high The cherry on top, but if