Released: 2017
Dylan Scott’s ‘My Girl’ is a heartfelt tribute to the woman he loves. It’s a country song that paints a vivid picture of a woman who is beautiful, fun-loving, and deeply cherished by the singer. The lyrics highlight her everyday moments, showcasing her beauty and charm in simple, relatable ways.
In the opening verse, Scott describes his girl as naturally beautiful (‘She looks so pretty with no makeup on’) and shows her affectionate side when she talks to her mom. He appreciates her fun-loving nature when she raps to an Eminem song, a nod to her versatility. The line ‘Man, her eyes really drive me crazy’ underscores his deep attraction to her.
The chorus (‘Yeah, that’s my girl in the passenger seat…’) presents a picture of a carefree, spirited woman who enjoys life to the fullest. ‘Sipping Crown and Sprite’ refers to her enjoying a mixed drink, and ‘In a ball cap, turned back’ suggests a casual, laid-back style. The phrase ‘ooh, she got me like’ is a colloquial way of saying she has a strong effect on him.
‘Yeah, baby girl, you gone and done it again’ implies that she continually impresses him, and ‘Making all the guys wishin’ you were with them’ suggests her attractiveness to others. However, Scott asserts that others don’t see her the way he does, emphasizing his unique appreciation for her.
The line ‘Every night when she goes to bed, She hits her knees and bows her head’ reveals her spiritual side, indicating that she prays before bed. This adds another layer to her character, showing her gratitude and faith.
The repeated chorus and verses serve to reinforce Scott’s admiration for his girl. The lines ‘My girl (in my truck, in the songs that I sing with the radio up) My girl (in my heart, in my soul and the air that I breathe every day)’ show that she is an integral part of his life, present in everything he does.
In conclusion, ‘My Girl’ is a song that celebrates the everyday beauty and charm of the woman Scott loves. It’s a tribute to her character, her spirit, and the joy she brings to his life.
