Denim, Diamonds & Beer
She’s got a Yeti full of sweet iced tea
Mud on her boots from Tennessee
Wears a ballcap when her curls fall flat
Still turns heads in a tank and tat
She’ll dance in the dirt, sip wine in a dress
Bless your heart, then clean your mess
She’s got two gears—sweet and sincere
Yeah, she’s denim, diamonds & beer
She’s a little bit red dirt, Rodeo Drive
Front porch roots with a neon vibe
Don’t need a limo or a chandelier
Just give her a truck bed, a six-pack of cheer
Ain’t high-class, but she shines right here
Yeah, she’s denim, diamonds & beer
Drives a Chevy lifted high and wide
Won’t bait the hook, but she’ll cast with pride
Loves George Strait and a dive bar stage
Sings off-key like she owns the place
She won’t throw shade or start a scene
But cross that line, she gets real mean
Then hugs your neck and cracks a cheer
That’s denim, diamonds & beer
She’s a little bit red dirt, Rodeo Drive
Front porch roots with a neon vibe
Don’t need a limo or a chandelier
Just give her a truck bed, a six-pack of cheer
Ain’t high-class, but she shines right here
Yeah, she’s denim, diamonds & beer
She’s Sunday morning and Saturday night
Little bit wrong, but it feels so right
Got fire in her soul and a voice you hear
I thank God I’ve got her here
She’s a little bit red dirt, Rodeo Drive
Rolls through life with a don’t-care stride
Don’t need approval or all is clear
She’s queen of the backroad, got no fear
Ain’t no label gonna hold her near
She’s denim, diamonds & beer