| Song | Country Gal - normal |
| Artist | The Gourds |
| Album | Haymaker! |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I’ve been sitting down here so long | |
| I composed a song | |
| I wanna meet you | |
| Country gal | |
| Every time she dance | |
| I wish I had the chance | |
| There’s a river flowing in every man | |
| All the trees do sway when she dance that way | |
| I wanna meet you country gal | |
| I swear she must have been born from that blossom’s breeze | |
| She got diamonds all around her ankle bone | |
| She got her gals gathered round and the boys can’t make no time | |
| She’s like a ruby rolling round in a bucket of dimes | |
| She got skin like chocolate milk-make a married man feel no guilt | |
| The way she moves when she moves and she groove | |
| Somebody slap my face and throw me under the jail‘ | |
| Cause I can’t stop thinking about that country gal |
| I' ve been sitting down here so long | |
| I composed a song | |
| I wanna meet you | |
| Country gal | |
| Every time she dance | |
| I wish I had the chance | |
| There' s a river flowing in every man | |
| All the trees do sway when she dance that way | |
| I wanna meet you country gal | |
| I swear she must have been born from that blossom' s breeze | |
| She got diamonds all around her ankle bone | |
| She got her gals gathered round and the boys can' t make no time | |
| She' s like a ruby rolling round in a bucket of dimes | |
| She got skin like chocolate milkmake a married man feel no guilt | |
| The way she moves when she moves and she groove | |
| Somebody slap my face and throw me under the jail' | |
| Cause I can' t stop thinking about that country gal |
| I' ve been sitting down here so long | |
| I composed a song | |
| I wanna meet you | |
| Country gal | |
| Every time she dance | |
| I wish I had the chance | |
| There' s a river flowing in every man | |
| All the trees do sway when she dance that way | |
| I wanna meet you country gal | |
| I swear she must have been born from that blossom' s breeze | |
| She got diamonds all around her ankle bone | |
| She got her gals gathered round and the boys can' t make no time | |
| She' s like a ruby rolling round in a bucket of dimes | |
| She got skin like chocolate milkmake a married man feel no guilt | |
| The way she moves when she moves and she groove | |
| Somebody slap my face and throw me under the jail' | |
| Cause I can' t stop thinking about that country gal |