Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Down Home Girl, artist - Nazareth. Date of issue: 31.10.1976
Song language: English
Down Home Girl |
| Lord I swear, the perfume you wear |
| Is made out of turnip greens |
| And every time that I kiss you girl |
| It tastes like pork and beans |
| Even though youre wearin them |
| Citified high heels |
| I can tell by your giant steps |
| That youve been walkin through cotton fields |
| Ohhhhhh, youre some down home girl |
| Your shoes are green, your dress is red |
| And your wiggy head is powder blue |
| But underneath all of that mess, |
| Well youre still the same old messy you |
| Youre sittin there in that fancy chair |
| Just drinkin champaigne like a movie star |
| When ya oughta be sittin on a sidewalk |
| Drinkin white lightnin |
| Out of a jelly jar |
| Oh, youre some down home girl |
| Dimples in your pretty cheeks |
| And dimples in your knees |
| You walk by and baby i |
| Can smell magnolia trees |
| You tell me youre from new york baby |
| But I know youre from way down south |
| I can hear a mississippi mama |
| Evey time you open up your mouth |
| Oh, youre some down home girl |
| Oh, youre some down home girl |