Blue Blooded Woman
She loves a violin, I love a fiddleWe go separate ways but we meet in the middleDon't see eye to eye but we're hand in handA blue blooded woman and a redneck man
The lady I love, loves silk and satinShe was raised uptown with a silver spoonWell, I was born on a farm just south of JacksonWe had an old Ford tractor and a country moon
She loves a violin, I love a fiddleWe go separate ways but we meet in the middleDon't see eye to eye but we're hand in handA blue blooded woman and a redneck man
She's Saks Fifth Avenue perfectionCaviar and dignifiedWell, I live my life in Wal Mart fashionAnd I like my sushi southern fried
She loves a violin, I love a fiddleWe go separate ways but we meet in the middleDon't see eye to eye but we're hand in handA blue blooded woman and a redneck man
She loves a violin, I love a fiddleWe go separate ways but we meet in the middleDon't see eye to eye but we're hand in handA blue blooded woman and a redneck man
She's a blue blooded woman, I'm a redneck man...