Hayseed Girl
Hayseed girl, a country queen of the likes you’ve never seen Hayseed girl, kissin’ cousins, you gotta love ‘em She’ll tear your heart to pieces, and leave you crying on the ground
She’ll take you down, to the river, and lay you down on sheets of linen You won’t shower, she won’t care, she lets the ribbons fall down from her hair Then tears your heart to pieces, and leaves you crying on the ground