A tall drink of water in a cotton dress
That preachers daughter, she sure is blessed
As sunlight passes through the fabric so soft
You can imagine what goes through my thoughts
She says therell be time for all of that
When my dress is white and your suit is black
Theres so many fish in the sea
And I know its a great big world
But I couldnt help but fall in love so hard
For my dry county girl
For my dry county girl, yeah
Its widely known that I have my flaws
While shes the Joan of Arkansas
Her lips wont touch the demon wine
But her eyes are full of pure moonshine
And I get drunk just holding her hand
I get high thinking I could be her man
For my dry county girl
Lord, I fell so hard
For my dry county girl
For my dry county girl, yeah
Yeah, talking about my
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