Country Money - Miranda Lambert
Lyrics by:Miranda Lambert/Aaron Raitiere/Mikey Reaves
Composed by:Miranda Lambert/Aaron Raitiere/Mikey Reaves
Connie Johnson got a farm in Wisconsin
And a diesel in the drive
And her air horn's honking
Got a pocket full of Benji's
And her new Luccheses
And the best beef in the cheese state baby
Carol Jean she's the chicken egg queen
Yeah she started with a dozen
Now she's living the dream
She's a bad mother clucker
With a house on the hill
Rides her hens around town
In a Coup de Ville
Making country money
Making that country money
Down in Cash Cow County
Where the bills really grow on trees
Making that country money
Dripping like local honey
You can't tell by her britches
But she's one rich SOB
Carter Sisters got the good corn liquor
Get the one with the peaches
It'll get you there quicker
Guess their moonshine mama taught 'em the deal
'Cause there's gold dripping out of that still
They're making that country money
Making that country money
Down in Cash Cow County where
The bills really grow on trees
Making that country money
Dripping like local honey
You can't tell by her britches
But she's one rich SOB
Making it rain on the cornfield
Raking it in with the windmill
While the combine's kicking up
Nickels right out of the dirt
Making that country money
Making that country money
Down in Cash Cow County where
The bills really grow on trees
Country money
Spending that country money
Dripping like local honey
You can't tell by her britches
But she's one rich SOB