Grace and Grit Meghan Patrick
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Mmmm yea!
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I'm a Mamma's girl, her whole world
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I'm like the son Daddy never had
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I might rock a skirt, but love playin' in the dirt
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And my shot, it ain't half bad
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I'm a real spit fire, who can raise some hell
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But I can be sweeter than a Southern Belle
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Giddy-up, giddy-up, foot on the pedal
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I get knocked down, I get back in the saddle
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It's gonna take more than one hit to get me rattled
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I could be as pretty as a wildflower petal
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Little bit of angel, double shot of devil
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When it comes right down to it, Baby I'm grace and grit
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I love gettin' tattoo's and singin' the blues
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and playin' my guitar loud
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Sunday morning I’m in the choir
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Makin' my Momma proud
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I love my guns and my fishing But I'm a sucker for my man's kissing
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Giddy-up, giddy-up, foot on the pedal
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I get knocked down, I get back in the saddle
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It's gonna take more than one hit to get me rattled
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I could be as pretty as a wildflower petal
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Little bit of angel, double shot of devil
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When it comes right down to it, Baby I'm grace and grit
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It's who I am, it's how I live
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I do things right, with grace and grit
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Giddy-up, giddy-up, foot on the pedal
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I get knocked down, I get back in the saddle
D A (G)
It's gonna take more than one hit to get me rattled
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I could be as pretty as a wildflower petal
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Little bit of angel, double shot of devil
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When it comes right down to it, Baby I'm grace and grit
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Mmm, Ooh I'm grace and grit
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Ooo Yea Grace and grit
