8th Day lyrics

[Verse 1]
8 years old, gone fishing
With a handful of worms
On a river bank with her daddy cheeks all sumgded in dirt
She's so proud, catching fish, missing both front teeth
Her daddy blind and happy, to the trouble she'll be
(And oh the trouble she'll be)

[Chorus]
Complicated, wonder must have took more time
To figure her out
To get perfect just right
7 days he took then he said, its good
But there's just something missing in my world
So on the 8th day, God made country girls
Country girls

[Verse 2]
Teenage boy at an auction
Getting out bid on a truck
By a pony tail in the front
Wearing boots and tracking mud
He's so made, but she's so cute
He just can't speak his mind
She winks as she passes
Says "Hon, looks like you'll need a ride."
(Oh ain't he in for a ride)