Intro G, Cadd9, G,D


G                          Cadd9
Shes a high dollar, raised up white collar
G                                 D
one of those dolce & gabbana kind of girls.
G                                 Cadd9
Shes got her daddy's money, she ain't never lived in the country
Em                             Cadd9
Shes an uptown ball gown kind of girl.
Em                                             D
But there's something about the country that she loves.



Chorus

C                 G               D                           Em  
She don't like those preppy boys with spiked hair and collared shirts on
D       C       G           D
She likes boots and jeans and the way I say hey y'all
C                                  G
her friends say there that were like oil and water
     D                  Em     D     C
but we mix like sugar and tea, she can't help it
D
she can't help it, she likes the country boy in me.
C  G  D
She la la la she likes the country boy in me
C  G  D
She la la la she likes the country boy in me


G                              Cadd9
She drives a brand new mercedes, but shes been thinking about trading
G                        D
for a jacked up chevy on mickey t's
G                            Cadd9
and her daddy says shes crazy, he just can't believe his baby
Em                                   Cadd9
has fallen for a poor country boy like me
Em                           D
she don't give a damn about the money



Chorus

C                 G               D                           Em  
She don't like those preppy boys with spiked hair and collared shirts on
D       C       G           D
She likes boots and jeans and the way I say hey y'all
C                                  G
her friends say there that were like oil and water
     D                  Em     D     C
but we mix like sugar and tea, she can't help it
D
she can't help it, she likes the country boy in me.
C  G  D
She la la la she likes the country boy in me
C  G  D
She la la la she likes the country boy in me




Bridge
Bm                                     A
but every friday night we go riding in my truck
Bm                                      A
she likes to take the dirt road, play in the mudd
Bm                                       A
she reaches for the radio and she turns it up
A
she loves that country stuff


Chorus

C                 G               D                           Em  
She don't like those preppy boys with spiked hair and collared shirts on
D          C        G                D
She likes my dirty old pick up truck and my liberty overalls
C                                  G
her friends say there that were like oil and water
     D                  Em     D     C
but we mix like sugar and tea, she can't help it
D                C
she can't help it, she can't help it.
D
she can't help it, she likes the country boy in me

C  G  D
She la la la she likes the country boy in me
C  G  D
She la la la she likes the country boy in me