I grew up poor and ragged just a simple country girl

I wanted to be pretty more than anything in the world

Like Barbie or the models in the Fredricks' catalog

From rags to wishes in my dreams I could have it all

I'm just a backwoods Barbie too much makeup too much hair

Don't be fooled by thinkin' that the 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 true and deep

I've always been misunderstood because of how I look

Don't judge me by the cover 'cause I'm 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 backwoods 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 hopin' for a chance to prove my worth

And even backwoods Barbie's get their feelings hurt

I'm just a backwoods Barbie too much makeup too much hair

Don't be fooled by thinkin' that the goods are not all there

Yes I can see where I could be misjudged upon first glance

But even backwoods Barbie's deserve a second chance

I'm just a backwoods Barbie just asking for a chance

Just a backwoods Barbie