David Adam Byrnes - Down Homegrown Lyrics

Southern twang, cherry red lipstick that's my thing
She good as gravy on a biscuit, makes you wanna sing
Them hillbilly girls are gifted if you know what I mean
Long neck, pressed against them lips, two-step
Wigglin' them hips, makin' me sweat
She got my poor heart ready to skip a couple of beats

Maybe I'm just good ol' white trash, backwards redneck, backwoods reject
Low branch on my family tree
I go hog wild for that farm style kind of Ellie May Clampett, man I gotta have
Them straw hats, boots and cutoff jeans
If you wanna know what really turns me on, I like em small town down homegrown

She ain't afraid to fight if a butt needs kicking, that's my type
She's up for going fishin' if the fish don't bite, then it's time for skinny dipping
One, two, three jump!

Maybe I'm just good ol' white trash, backwards redneck, backwoods reject
Low branch on my family tree
I go hog wild for that farm style kind of Ellie May Clampett, man I gotta have
Them straw hats, boots and cutoff jeans
If you wanna know what really turns me on, I like em small town down homegrown

Maybe I'm just good ol' white trash, backwards redneck, backwoods reject
Low branch on my family tree
I go hog wild for that farm style kind of Ellie May Clampett, man I gotta have
Them straw hats, boots and cutoff jeans
If you wanna know what really turns me on, I like em small town down homegrown
Yeah I like em small town down homegrown

(Aw you know that's how I like em)
(So Ellie May, why don't we go check out that same old barn out back?)
(Hold on now, where's granny, now she ain't still got that old shotgun, does she?)