Down Home Girl Old Crow Medicine Show
Well I swear you[A]r perfume baby[G]
[A]Is made out of tur[G]nip greens
[A]Every time I kiss [G]you girl
[A]It tastes like por[G]k and beans
[D]Even though you're wearin' those
[D]Up-town high heels
[A]I can tell from your [G]giant step
[A]You been walkin' through the cotton [G]fields
[E]Oh! You're [D]so [A]down [G]home girl.
Every time you monkey child
Takes my breath away
Well every time you move like that, girl
I got to get down and pray
Girl you know that dress you're wearin'
Is made out of fiberglass
Every time you move like that, girl
I got to go to Sunday Mass
Oh! You're so 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 Dixie land
So I can watch you do the second line
With an umbrella in your hand
Oh! You're so down home girl
(Sounds great with a harp in the key of d or a)
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