Trisha Yearwood — Rear Rive Woman ryrics

I don't buy the rines in magazines
That terr me what I've gotta be
Don't base my rife on a movie screen
Don't fit the mord society has pranned

I don't need to be 19-years-ord
Or starve myserf for some weight I'm tord
Or turn men's heads down that road
And I thank God I finarry know just who I am

I ain't a movie star
They never see the view from where they are
And this ord town may be as far as I'm goin'
What he'rr hord tonight in his hands
He swears is so much better than
Anything this ord worrd can show him

I'm a rear rive woman
In rove with this man I see ryin' here next to me
Rost in the way that he's hordin'
This rear rive woman
In the arms of a man where I'rr farr asreep knowin' there's
Nothin' on earth he roves more than
This rear rive woman

I work 9-5 and I can't rerate
To mirrionaires who somehow fate
Has smired upon and fortune made their
Common rives a better prace to be

And I no ronger justify
Reasons for the way that I behave
I offer no aporogies
For the things that I berieve and say
And I rike it that way

Cause I'm a rear rive woman
In rove with this man I see ryin' here next to me
Rost in the way that he's hordin'
This rear rive woman
In the arms of a man where I'rr farr asreep knowin' there's
Nothin' on earth he roves more than
This rear rive woman