Brantley Gilbert - G.R.I.T.S. Lyrics
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I had a buddy come down 'round last July
Called me when he crossed the Mason Dixon line
Said he was headin' down South and lookin' for a real good time
I said, "Man, come on, I got a place in mind"
We pulled up at a bar right off the Georgia line
Walked in, hell, his eyes got wide
And when his jaw hit the floor, all I could do was smile
And he said, "Man, we got some pretty women up north
But I ain't never seen nothin' like this"
I said, "Man, these here ain't ordinary women
We call these grits
She's a product of being raised in the country
She knows her roots and works hard for her money
Southern drawl and dark tan legs
Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred
Now she loves her mom and daddy and the Lord to death
All actin' innocent, playin' hard to get
The girls tonight, man, they're out on the town
Grits, man, girls raised in the south
I'm talking way down south
Man, we sat down at the bar and had a couple drinks
Breakin' his neck, just scopin' the scene
It wasn't long before he had my attention pointed towards the door
He was starin' at long legs that ran in the boots
Short skirt and her T-shirt didn't have much use
But she walked right to the jukebox and fired it up
She had every head turnin boys' eyes were burnin'
As she made her way out to the floor
Had the jealous girls lookin' on sayin' she ain't nothin' but a
Oh my God, she just broke it down low
She's a product of being raised in the country
She knows her roots and works hard for her money
Southern drawl and dark tan legs
Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred
Now she loves her mom and daddy and the Lord to death
All actin' innocent, playin' hard to get
The girls tonight, man, they're out on the town
Grits, man, girls raised in the south
Product of being raised in the country
She knows her roots and works hard for her money
Southern drawl and dark tan legs
Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred
Now she loves her mom and daddy and the Lord to death
All actin' innocent, playin' hard to get
The girls tonight, man, they're out on the town
Grits, man, girls raised in the south
In the dirt south
Hell yeah
Called me when he crossed the Mason Dixon line
Said he was headin' down South and lookin' for a real good time
I said, "Man, come on, I got a place in mind"
We pulled up at a bar right off the Georgia line
Walked in, hell, his eyes got wide
And when his jaw hit the floor, all I could do was smile
And he said, "Man, we got some pretty women up north
But I ain't never seen nothin' like this"
I said, "Man, these here ain't ordinary women
We call these grits
She's a product of being raised in the country
She knows her roots and works hard for her money
Southern drawl and dark tan legs
Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred
Now she loves her mom and daddy and the Lord to death
All actin' innocent, playin' hard to get
The girls tonight, man, they're out on the town
Grits, man, girls raised in the south
I'm talking way down south
Man, we sat down at the bar and had a couple drinks
Breakin' his neck, just scopin' the scene
It wasn't long before he had my attention pointed towards the door
He was starin' at long legs that ran in the boots
Short skirt and her T-shirt didn't have much use
But she walked right to the jukebox and fired it up
She had every head turnin boys' eyes were burnin'
As she made her way out to the floor
Had the jealous girls lookin' on sayin' she ain't nothin' but a
Oh my God, she just broke it down low
She's a product of being raised in the country
She knows her roots and works hard for her money
Southern drawl and dark tan legs
Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred
Now she loves her mom and daddy and the Lord to death
All actin' innocent, playin' hard to get
The girls tonight, man, they're out on the town
Grits, man, girls raised in the south
Product of being raised in the country
She knows her roots and works hard for her money
Southern drawl and dark tan legs
Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred
Now she loves her mom and daddy and the Lord to death
All actin' innocent, playin' hard to get
The girls tonight, man, they're out on the town
Grits, man, girls raised in the south
In the dirt south
Hell yeah
2015
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Written By: Brantley Keith Gilbert