She can bait her own hook, start her own fire
Dark tan legs longer than the pines
Her hair's tangled up like a barbed wire fence
But she cleans up nice when she's out with her friends
You can tell where she's going, where she's been
She's got red clay running through her veins
She's a homegrown peach and she'll never change
She's a backwoods southern belle and hometown hottie
She's the queen of the south
She's country song, standing tall, Dixieland outlaw
You know what I'm talking about
Yea she's everything that's good for ya
She's so Georgia
She rides those trails what she loves to do
Loves the good Lord and her family too
Eyes that shine like the football lights
Screaming "Go Dogs" on a Saturday night
Yea she knows just what I like
She's got red clay running through her veins
She's a homegrown peach and she'll never change
She's a backwoods southern belle and hometown hottie
She's the queen of the south
She's country song, standing tall, Dixieland outlaw
You know what I'm talking about
Yea she's everything that's good for ya
She's so Georgia
From the swamps to Atlanta
From the mountains down to Savannah
Her roots are deep in this Georgia ground
The kind of girl you'll find down south
She's got red clay running through her veins
She's a homegrown peach and she'll never change
She's a backwoods southern belle and hometown hottie
She's the queen of the south
She's country song, standing tall, Dixieland outlaw
You know what I'm talking about
Yea she's everything that's good for ya
I say she's everything that's good for ya
Yea she's so Georgia
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