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G7Lord I swear the perfume you wear Was made out of turnip greens And every time I kiss you girl It tastes like pork and beans C7Even though you're wearin' them Citified high heels G7I can tell by your giant steps You been walkin' through the cotton fields D7Oh, you're C7so down G7home girl G7Every time you monkey child You take my breath away And every time you move like that I gotta get down and pray C7Don't you know that dress of yours Was made out of fiberglass G7And every time you move like that I gotta go to Sunday mass D7Oh, you're C7so down G7home girl
G7I'm gonna take you to the muddy river And push you in Just to watch the water roll on Down your velvet skin C7I'm gonna take you back to New Orleans Down in Dixieland G7I'm gonna watch you do the second line With an umbrella in your hand D7Oh, you're C7so down G7home girl G7I'm with ya baby You're so down home Ow! Yeah, too much Outta sight You're so down home girl