Karaoké Down Home Girl Old Crow Medicine Show

Well I swear your perfume baby is made out of turnip greens

Every time I kiss you girl it tastes like pork and beans

Even though you're wearin' those up-town high heels

I can tell from your giant step you been walkin' through the cotton fields

Oh

You're so down home girl

Every time you monkey child takes my breath away

Well every time you move like that girl

I got to get down and pray

Girl you know that dress you're wearin' is made out of fiberglass

Every time you move like that girl

I got to go to Sunday Mass

Oh

You're so down home girl

Alright

I'm gonna take you to the muddy river and push you in

So I can watch the water roll on down your velvet skin

I'm gonna take you down to New Orleans

Down in Dixieland

So I can watch you do the second line with an umbrella in your hand

Oh

You're so down home girl