Down Home Girl

G C C7 G G7 2x G G7 Lord I swear the perfume you wear G G7 G/G/G7 Was made out of turnip greens G G7 And everytime I kiss you girl G G7 C/C/C7 It tastes like pork and beans C C7 Even though you're wearin' them C C7 G/G/G7 Citified high heels G G7 I can tell by your giant step G G7 You been walkin' through the cotton fields D7 C C7 G G7 Oh, you're so down home girl G G7 Everytime you monkey child G G7 G/G/G7 You take my breath away G G7 And everytime you move like that G G7 C/C/C7 I gotta get down and pray C C7 Don't you know that dress of yours C C7 G/G/G7 Was made out of fiberglass ? G G7 And everytime you move like that G G7 I gotta go to Sunday mass D7 C C7 G G7 Oh, you're so down home girl D7 C C7 G G7 Oh, you're so down home girl G G7 I'm gonna take you to the muddy river G G7 G/G/G7 And push you in G G7 Just to watch the water roll on G G7 C/C/C7 Down your velvet skin C C7 I'm gonna take you back to New Orleans C C7 G/G/G7 Down in Dixieland G G7 I'm gonna watch you do the second line G G7 With an umbrella in your hand D7 C C7 G G7 Oh, you're so down home girl G G/G/G7 I'm with ya baby C/C/C7 You're so down home G7 Ow! Yeah, too much Outta sight G/G/G7 You're so down home girl . . . . .