I'm just a Southern boy, with a twinkle in my eye
Grew up on sweet tea, where the fireflies fly
She's a rich girl from Manhattan, in her high-heeled shoes
Never seen a place like this, or walked in these boots
I took her by the hand, showed her the stars
Down by the creek, in the back of my car
Whispered in her ear, with a sly little grin
Girl, you ain't seen nothing, let the night begin
I can show you a good time, every which way
Rocking under moonlight, till the break of day
From the fields to the barn, to the bed where we lay
I'll bang you every which way, in the sweetest Southern way
Took her to the honky-tonk, where the band plays loud
Dancing close, getting lost in the crowd
Her city style, mixed with my country flair
We made quite a pair, with the whole town there
Stole away to the shadows, down by the lake
Where the water's cool, and the love we make
Soft whispers and sighs, with the Southern breeze
Got her begging for more, down on her knees
I can show you a good time, every which way
Rocking under moonlight, till the break of day
From the fields to the barn, to the bed where we lay
I'll bang you every which way, in the sweetest Southern way
She never knew the wild side, the thrill of the night
Till she met this country boy, who could do it right
With a wink and a smile, I led her astray
Now she's craving the Southern way
Morning light's creeping, but we ain't done yet
Got her wrapped around my finger, she's as tight as a net
From the sunrise fields, to the starlit skies
She's found her heaven in this Southern guy
I can show you a good time, every which way
Rocking under moonlight, till the break of day
From the fields to the barn, to the bed where we lay
I'll bang you every which way, in the sweetest Southern way
So if you're a city girl, looking for some fun
Find a Southern boy, and let the night run
I'll take you places, you ain't ever been
With a touch of Southern charm, let the games begin
I can show you a good time, every which way
Rocking under moonlight, till the break of day
From the fields to the barn, to the bed where we lay
I'll bang you every which way, in the sweetest Southern way