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Jenny was nothin’ but knees and elbows when she turned 18
Freckles and a farmer’s tan, she was skinny as a string bean
We hadn’t seen her in a mess of years, but this summer at the county fair
A heavenly voice called out my name, wearin’ cut-offs with long blond hair

She was a, Homegrown woman, turned drop dead perdy
The kind that ain’t afraid to get a little dirty
She’ll cruise around in her rumblin’ truck
But she’ll give you her heart when she falls in love
Some girls pray they mature a little sooner
But I praise God for late bloomers

All through her high school days, she never caught any boy’s eye
But now she’s got ‘em all line up, and they’d crawl a country mile
Now we’re goin’ out tonight, and I know she’ll turn some heads
With that innocent smile, those baby blues, and those juicy ruby reds

She’s was a, Homegrown woman, turned drop dead perdy
The kind that ain’t afraid to get a little dirty
She’ll cruise around in her rumblin’ truck
But she’ll give you her heart when she falls in love
Some girls pray they mature a little sooner
But I praise God for late bloomers
I know Jenny is just one
Of the hundred-thousands around
Who start of as ole plain janes
But turn into knockouts

Yeah
Homegrown women, turned drop dead perdy
The kind that ain’t afraid to get a little dirty
She’ll cruise around in her rumblin’ truck
But she’ll give you her heart when she falls in love
Some girls pray they mature a little sooner
But I praise God for late bloomers

© 2006 Chelsey Sears

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