Down Home Girl

Well I swear your perfume you wear is made out of turnip greens

Everytime I kiss you girl you taste like pork and beans

Even though you're wearing those uptown highheels

I can tell from your giant steps you been walking through the

cotton fields



Ohhhhhhhh your sooooooo down home girl



Well everytime you monkey child takes my breath away

Everytime you move like that I got to get down and pray

Girl you know that dress your wearing made out of fiberglass

Well everytime you move it baby I got to go to Sunday mass



Ohhhhhhhh your sooooooo down home girl



I'm gonna take you to the muddy river and push you in

So I can watch the water roll on down your velvet skin

I'm gonna take you down to New Orleans down in Dixieland

So I can watch you do the second line with an umbrella in your hand



Ohhhhhhhh your sooooooo down home girl



Lyrics submitted by silverbutterfly2