Naughty Girl

Well Dixie Farmer was a hot young blooded, dimpled, devil child
A churnin', burnin', backseat bundle built to drive a young boy wild
She taught me all about life and love in a Georgia cotton field
I ain’t never seen nothin' like her since and you know that I never will
She was a naughty girl
She took advantage of my youth
She was a naughty girl
But she taught me the gospel truth, woah
Well I met Dixie at a high school hop, I was goin' on sixteen
She was the head cheerleader and I was the captain of the second string
I took her home in my pickup truck and we parked out in the woods
I gave up football the very next mornin' 'cause I found somethin' twice as good
She was a naughty girl
She took advantage of my youth
She was a naughty girl
But she taught me the gospel truth, woah
Well now I’ve growed up and settled down, I got a young son of my own
Last night he kept the car out late and I was waitin' when he come home
I said, «Son, you gotta explain to your daddy what you been up to»
And Dixie said, «Papa, let the boy alone, he was just doin' what me and you
used to do»
She was a naughty girl
Took advantage of my youth
She was a naughty girl
But she taught me the gospel truth, oh
Naughty girl
She was a naughty girl
She was a naughty girl
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Naughty girl
Naughty girl
Naughty girl
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Naughty girl
Naughty girl
Naughty girl