Scotty McCreery - Southern Belle Lyrics
[Verse 1]Somewhere down south, there’s a swinging screen doorSundressed beauty on a hot front porchKnocking one back, baby, oh my Lord, have mercyShooting out gravel, saying "oh, my stars"She's Dukes of Hazzard in her daddy’s carAmazing Grace in a Mason jar, have mercy[Pre-Chorus]You can go around the block, ‘round the town, ‘round the worldBut there's nothing like a down home girl[Chorus]Ain't nothing ring like a southern belleThose angels singing down in the Bible BeltWell, brother, if loving those sweet tea, blue-jean dreams is wrongWell, I can't help itAin't nothing ring like a southern belle[Verse 2]Saturday night with the red lipstickJust like Scarlett, she's gone with the windSunday morning with the honey biscuits, have mercy[Pre-Chorus]You can go around the block, ‘round the town, ‘round the worldBut there's nothing like a down home girl[Chorus]Ain't nothing ring like a southern belleThose angels singing down in the Bible BeltWell, brother, if loving those sweet tea, blue-jean dreams is wrongWell, I can't help itAin't nothing ring like a southern belle[Bridge]Baby, swing low, making me highWanna catch your heart like a fireflyHold on to you for the rest of my lifeHave mercyMy baby swinging low; it's making me highWanna catch your heart like a fireflyHold on to you for the rest of my life[Chorus]Ain't nothing ring like a southern belleThose angels singing down in the Bible BeltWell, brother, if loving those sweet tea, blue-jean dreams is wrongWell, I can't help itAin't nothing ring, no, nothing rings like a southern belleOh, like a southern belleWell, brother, if loving those sweet tea, blue-jean dreams is wrongGuess I'll be wrong with my southern belle
