Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Suono


Interfaccia


Livello di difficoltà


Accento



linguaggio dell'interfaccia

it

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Gestione dei Cookie   |   Supporto   |   FAQ
1
registrati/accedi
Lyrkit

donare

5$

Lyrkit

donare

10$

Lyrkit

donare

20$

Lyrkit

E/o supportarmi sui social. reti:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Scotty McCreery

Southern Belle

 

Southern Belle


Somewhere down south there's a swinging screen door
Sundressed beauty on a hot front porch
Knocking one back baby, oh my Lord, have mercy
Shooting out gravel, saying, oh my stars
She's Dukes of Hazzard in her daddy's car
Amazing grace in a Mason jar, have mercy
You can go around the block, 'round the town, 'round the world
But there's nothing like a down home girl

Ain't nothing ring like a southern belle
Those angels singing down in the Bible Belt
Well brother, if loving those sweet tea, blue jean dreams is wrong
Well, I can't help it
Ain't nothing ring like a southern belle

Saturday night with the red lipstick
Just like Scarlet, she's gone with the wind
Sunday morning with the honey biscuits, have mercy
You can go around the block, 'round the town, 'round the world
But there's nothing like a down home girl

Ain't nothing ring like a southern belle
Those angels singing down in the Bible Belt
Well brother, if loving those sweet tea, blue jean dreams is wrong
Well, I can't help it
Ain't nothing ring like a southern belle

Baby swing low, making me high
Wanna catch your heart like firefly
Hold on to you for the rest of my life
Have mercy
My baby swinging low is making me high
Wanna catch your heart like a firefly
Hold on to you for the rest of my life

Ain't nothing ring like a southern belle
Those angels singing down in the Bible Belt
Well brother if loving those sweet tea, blue jean dreams is wrong
Well I can't help it
Ain't nothing ring, no nothing rings like a southern belle
Oh, like a southern belle
Well brother, if loving those sweet tea, blue jean dreams is wrong
Guess I'll be wrong with my southern belle

Fatto

Hai aggiunto tutte le parole sconosciute di questa canzone?