Texty: Toby Keith. That Don't Make Me A Bad Guy. God Love Her.

Just a girl born in Dixie, washed in the blood
And raised on the banks of the Mississippi mud
She always had a thing about fallin' in love with a bad boy

Yeah, they could see it all comin' but her daddy never dreamed
She'd grow up that fast, you know what I mean
The way a girl gets when she turns seventeen, kinda crazy

She's a rebel child and a preacher's daughter
She was baptized in dirty water
Her mama cried the first time they caught her with me
They knew they couldn't stop her

She holds tight, me and the Bible
On the back seat of my motorcycle
Left her daddy standin' there preachin' to the choir, you see
God love her
Oh, me and God love her!

She kissed her mama goodbye, said I'll be sure 'n phone ya
She called her from a truck stop in Tucson Arizona
With Amazing Grace, we made California line

And then my gypsy life started takin' its toll
And the fast lane got empty and out of control
And just like an angel she saved my soul from the devil

Yeah, she's a rebel child and a preacher's daughter
She was baptized in dirty water
Her mama cried the first time they caught her with me
They knew they couldn't stop her

She holds tight, me and the Bible
On the back seat of my motorcycle
Left her daddy standin' there, preachin' to the choir, you see
God love her
Oh, me and God love her!

Now she holds tight to me and the Bible
On the back seat of my motorcycle
Left her daddy standin' there preachin' to the choir, you see
God love her
Oh, me and God love her!

God love her
Me and God love her