Southern Drawl - Josh Turner

She’s as pretty as South Georgia peaches

And as hot as any Tennessee June

She’s a treasure underneath that Carolina kudzu

She still outshines a Mississippi moon

When she walks into a room

Her kiss sure drives me crazy

I melt when she says my name

Just one touch can make this old heart sing

But it ain’t the blue sky in her blue eyes

It ain’t good looks at all

It’s the way she says I love you that makes me fall, y’all

In that sweet, soft, slow southern drawl

Her lips are redder than an Alabama sunset

Her hair is amber like Texas waves of grain

She’s a dirt road, barefoot ballerina, sweet heart

She’s gentle like a country summer rain

She’s pretty much everything

And her kiss sure drives me crazy

I melt when she says my name

Just one touch can make this old heart sing

But it ain’t the blue sky in her blue eyes

It ain’t good looks at all

It’s the way she says I love you that makes me fall, y’all

In that sweet, soft, slow southern drawl

In that sweet, soft, slow southern drawl