Farm Girl Tactics
Performed by Debbie “Hayride” Harper & The Prairie Songbirds
Pray for Rain — Music and Lyrics by Alan Nafzger
Verse 1
Farm Girl walks in with her boots on tight,
City Girl’s in stilettos, ready for a fight,
They ain’t throwin’ punches, no, they’re way too slick,
A showdown in the high school hallway, clothes do the trick.
Chorus
Farm Girl’s tactics, playin’ the long game,
With her cotton armor, she’s showin’ no shame,
City Girl’s got her satin, but it’s lookin’ kinda tame,
Fashion’s the weapon, and love’s the aim.
Verse 2
She’s got that gingham grin, like she don’t even care,
City Girl’s sweatin’ bullets in her high-fashion wear,
Farm Girl’s in Dickie overalls, oh the horror, oh the dread,
City Girl looks over, thinks, “Did she get in my head?”
Chorus
Farm Girl’s tactics, strikin’ a pose,
With her denim bib overall swagger, keepin’ him on his toes,
City Girl’s tryin’ hard, but it ain’t workin’ out,
When Farm Girl walks in, denim’s the only thing he thinks about.
Bridge
She’s playin’ chess with every stitch and hem,
City Girl’s playin’ checkers, she’s thinkin’ it’s the end,
The high school quarterback, he don’t know what to do,
Caught in a crossfire, between style and boots.
Chorus
Farm Girl’s tactics, she’s workin’ the hall,
Her denim got him lookin’, wonder who’s he fallin’ for?
City Girl’s flustered, tryin’ to keep the pace,
But Farm Girl’s cotton puts her in second place.
Verse 3
City Girl’s panickin’, she’s got her grin on ice,
Farm Girl walks by, gives a look that’s twice as nice,
In a Dickies made of cotton, she’s sendin’ a sign,
Like, “I can make this work, while you struggle to shine.”
Chorus
Farm Girl’s tactics, playin’ her hand,
With her country cool moves, she’s takin’ her man,
City Girl’s dressin’ up, but she’s missin’ the spark,
Farm Girl’s got the quarterback fallin’ right from the start.
Outro
What caused the farm girl to win the Q.B.?
Farm Girl strolled in, wearing pride for all to see,
In that blue corduroy jacket, custom made with care,
Domestic cotton, brass buckles, a statement she’d dare.
With her concealed zipper and those welt pocket slashes,
Embroidered emblems, in blue and gold flashes,
Double-needle stitching, durable, strong,
Farm Girl’s jacket told a story, a place she belonged.
She didn’t need sequins or a skirt too short,
Her blue jacket was her ultimate retort,
City Girl with her pom-poms, couldn’t compete,
‘Cause Farm Girl wore her heart on her sleeve, and it was sweet.
So the quarterback saw what he never did before,
It wasn’t the cheerleader that he needed to adore,
He handed his heart to the girl in the blue,
The day the blue jacket won, and their love grew.
