Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song G.R.I.T.S., artist - Brantley Gilbert. Album song Read Me My Rights, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 13.02.2015
Record label: The Valory
Song language: English
G.R.I.T.S. |
I had a buddy come down 'round last July |
Called me when he crossed the Mason Dixon line |
Said he was headin' down South and lookin' for a real good time |
I said man come on I got a place in mind |
We pulled up at a bar right off the Georgia line |
Walked in and man his eyes got wide and when his jaw hit the floor all I could |
do was smile |
He said man, we got some pretty women up North but I aint never seen nothin' |
like this |
I said man these here ain’t ordinary women |
We call these grits |
She’s a product of being raised in the country |
She knows her roots and works hard for her money |
Southern draw and dark tan legs |
Ain’t nothin' like a woman southern born and bred |
Now she loves her mom and daddy and the Lord to death |
Just actin' and sittin' playin' hard to get |
With the girls tonight man they’re out on the town |
Grits man, a girl raised in the South |
We sat down at the bar and had a couple drinks |
Breakin' his neck just scopin' the scene |
It wasn’t long before he had my attention pointed towards the door |
He was starin' at long legs that ran into boots |
Short skirt and her t-shirt didn’t have her much use |
But she walked right to the juke box and fired it up |
She had every head turnin boys' eyes was burnin' |
As she made her way out to the floor |
Had the jealous girls lookin' on sayin' she ain’t nothin but a |
Oh my God she just broke it down low |
Product of bein' raised in the country |
She knows her roots and works hard for her money |
Southern draw with dark tan legs |
Ain’t nothin' like a woman southern born and bred |
Now she loves her mom and daddy and the lord to death |
Good at actin' and sittin' playin' hard to get |
With the girls tonight man they’re out on the town |
Grits man, a girl raised in the South |
She’s a product of bein' raised in the country |
She knows her roots and works hard for her money |
Southern draw with dark tan legs |
Ain’t nothin' like a woman southern born and bred |
Now she loves her mom and daddy and the Lord to death |
Just actin' and sittin' playin' hard to get |
And her girls tonight man they’re out on the town |
Grits man a girl raised in the south |
Yeah |