Her high heels on the red carpet Her perfect hair blowing in the wind With her designer jeans and fake eyelashes Crooning "thanks, y'all" to the crowd between the flashes She may be singing 'bout the country And putting out the hits But those boots sure never stepped in horseshit So thank God she lives in the city 'Cause country ain't never been pretty You hear the rooster crow at the crack of dawn And you've already been at it for hours Well, you're thankful there's no cameras, 'cause you make an awful face That first sit in the cold tractor seat just can't be done with grace 'Stead of hairspray and curls, you've got hay and dirt Slammed your unpainted nails in the barn door But it's alright to look kind of shitty 'Cause country ain't never been pretty It's as simple as it seems, who needs brand-name jeans? Your man's hands are gonna cover the label anyways Country ain't never been pretty, and that's alright 'Cause, if your head's on straight, your hair will be fine You might not get it at first, but you'll come around And see, your legs look great with both feet on the ground, aw right Please stop me if you get it already Country ain't never been pretty You could spend eight hours at the gym every day But then who would bale the hay? You can iron your shirt and polish your boots But then you may as well go put on a suit The glitter and glamor, the fortune and fame The sugar-free soy vanilla lattes Leave all that to the folks in the city 'Cause country ain't never been pretty It's easier than you think, just buy a round of drinks Beer goggles are cheaper than Gucci glasses anyway, whoo Country ain't never been pretty, and that's alright 'Cause if your head's on straight, your hair will be fine You might not get it at first, but you'll come around And see, your legs look great with both feet on the ground, aw right Please stop me if you get it already If you've heard anything that I've said in this ditty I'll say it plain, I'm not trying to be witty Country ain't never been pretty