I grew up poor and ragged, just a simple girl I wanted to be pretty more than anything in the world Like Barbie or the models in that Fredricks catalog From to riches, in my dreams, I could have it all
I'm just a backwoods Barbie, too much make-up, too much hair Don't be fooled by thinking that goods are not all there Don't let these false eyelashes lead you to believe That I'm as shallow as I look, 'cause I run and deep
I've always been misunderstood because of how I look Don't judge me by the cover, 'cause a real good book So read into it what you will, but see me as I am The way I look is just a country girl's idea of glam
I'm just a Barbie in a push up bra and heels I might look artificial, but where it counts, I'm real And I'm all dolled up and for a chance to prove my worth And backwoods Barbies get their feelings hurt
I'm just a backwoods Barbie, too much make-up, too much hair be fooled by thinking that the goods are not all there Yes, I can see where I could be misjudged upon first glance But even backwoods Barbies deserve a second chance I'm just a backwoods Barbie just asking for chance