She Don’t Lyrics

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Carly Pearce She Don’t cover art

She Don’t Lyrics by Carly Pearce

She’s staring out her bedroom window thinking ’bout shaking off her halo
Chasing down the end of a rainbow, or wherever that dirt road goes
She’s afraid if she stays any longer, she’ll just end up like her mother
Eyes crying blue in a 4 Runner® in the rear view as the rooster crows
She’s made up her mind, she ain’t wasting no more time

Where the girls all get married ’cause they’ll be showing before too long
And the boys work with their daddies ’til the good Lord calls ’em home
But her fire burns brighter than the end of a lighter
Where the Circle K® kids get stoned
That little Bible Belt rebel puts her foot to the pedal
And as the dust settles, she don’t
That little Bible Belt rebel puts her foot to the pedal
And as the dust settles, she don’t
No, she don’t

She put on her Independence Day playlist, she been itching to ever since she made it
She goes on a good girl little guilt trip watching her phone blowing up
Who’s gonna take daddy to the doctor and mama to the hair salon
Aw, don’t you know you’re the oldest, you’re the one we’re all counting on
But she ain’t taking the bait, dropping her dreams in the offering plate

Where the girls all get married ’cause they’ll be showing before too long
And the boys work with their daddies ’til the good Lord calls ’em home
But her fire burns brighter than the end of a lighter
Where the Circle K® kids get stoned
That little Bible Belt rebel puts her foot to the pedal
And as the dust settles, she don’t
That little Bible Belt rebel puts her foot to the pedal
And as the dust settles, she don’t
No, she don’t

No, she don’t (she don’t, she don’t)

Where the girls all get married ’cause they’ll be showing before too long
She’d be lying to say it ain’t scary, yeah but she’s a little rolling stone
‘Cause her fire burns brighter than the end of a lighter
Where the Circle K® kids get stoned
That little Bible Belt rebel puts her foot to the pedal
And as the dust settles, she don’t
That little Bible Belt rebel puts her foot to the pedal
And as the dust settles, she don’t
No, she don’t (she don’t, she don’t)
No, she don’t (she don’t, she don’t)
No, she don’t