Lyrics Southern Side - Frankie Ballard

Southern Side

You’re cutting up those Turnip greens
Drumming pots and pans in the kitchen
Dancing 'round in little feet
And singing Dixie chicken
In the small of your back
I see that Ole Miss tattoo
Baby I love the
Southern side of you
Come on
Up on the North side
I get lost in your eyes
And on your East and West
I know those arms
Will hold me tight
Nobody wears a pair
Of cutoff jeans like you do
Baby I love the
Southern side of you
The taste of your kiss
It feels like July Georgia peaches
Your skin’s been bronzed
By those Alabama beaches
A sip of Tennesee whiskey
Always gets you in the mood
Baby I love the
Southern side of you, yeah
Well, up on the North side
I get lost in your eyes
And on your East and West
I know those arms
Will hold me tight
Nobody wears a pair
Of cutoff jeans like you do
Baby I love the
Southern side of you
Yeah, the way I look at you
Girl I hope it shows
That I’m all about you
From your head down to your toes
Up on the North side
I get lost in your eyes
And on your East and West
I know those arms
Will hold me tight
Nobody wears a pair
Of cutoff jeans like you do
Baby I love the
Southern side of you
Baby I love the
Southern side, aw, of you
I love the
Southern side of you
Yeah, baby
Shake it mama
Shake it
I love the
Southern side of you