♫ Girls with Guitars ♫ ~ Wynonna Judd

LYRICS: She turned fifteen with great expectations... Her older brother knew somethin’ was up... He caught her goin’ through his record collection... Lookin’ at Hendrix like a lovesick pup... She begged and she pleaded till dad finally listened... He drove her in the car down to Sears-Roebuck... He bought her that guitar and that was the beginning... Now she’s down in the cellar with the amp turned up... [Chorus] Girls with ’s little angel Girls with ’s the world comin’ to? Girls with tend to worry ’bout Girls with guitars... Well, Saturday night she followed her brother... It was socks and stockin’s on the old gym floor... While everybody danced to garage band covers... She was checking out riffs and memorizing’ cords... She didn’t care at all for the football heroes... She didn’t even notice the basketball stars... Boys as a species were all a bunch of zeros... Except for the ones who played that guitar... [Chorus] Ah, girls with wasn’t any debutante... Girls with didn’t go out for cheerleading... Girls with are kinda’ nervous ’round... Girls with guitars... She went off to college; she got her degree... Her parents breathed a sigh of great relief... Daddy’s thinkin’ law school, mother’s thinkin’ medicine Daughter’s thinkin’ how she’s gonna’ break the news to them... Now there’s an old Chevy van sittin’ in the driveway... Filled to the gills with all her stuff... She cut a deal with her brother to drive it up the highway... Figures New York City is close enough... She gets the audition through a friend of a friend... Who’s checkin’ out her legs sayin’ “This will never work“ She flips on her boogie and turns to the band... Gives a little grin and blows away the jerk... [Chorus] Girls with everybody’s rockin’... Girls with ought to be a song about... Girls with guitars... There’s just no stoppin’ those Girls with guitars... Get your money for nothin’ and your guys for free...