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CAmGF
CSitting at a bar in New York City
AmEverybody here looking New York pretty
But Gyou?re the kinda girl that?s got that something
FDancing to the groove like it just ain?t nothing
CThey ain?t never seen nothing quite like you
AmLong stem legs in your cowboy boots
GThrowing back whiskey straight, no water
FGirl there ain?t nothing hotter
COoh, I dig the way that yoAmu move
You shake it down to your rGoots
Did your momma teach you how to Fdo that thing you do
CYeah, nothing sweeter than wiAmld
I?ll take a sip of that sGmile
I?ll bet the boys at home can?t Fleave you alone
You little homegrown hConey, honey, honey
You?re so Ammoney, money, money
You got a Gcountry road Carolina soul
FBaby you?re just so homegrown
CAmGFFCC
CTrying to think of something cool to say
AmTurned around and saw you walking my way
GPulled me on the floor saying ?Son it?s on?
AndF we were dancing all night long
To a sweet old Alabama song
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CAmGF
COoh baby, baby, baby
You?re driving meAm crazy, crazy, crazy
I?m a Glong way away from where I?m from
But Fbaby you feel like home
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You?re so Ammoney, money, money
You got a coGuntry road Carolina soul
FBaby you?re just so homegrown
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