"Met Her In The South" lyrics

If she was sitting on a tailgate, boots swinging
If she was 3 feet deep in a creek swimming
If she was standing around a fire with a beer to her mouth
You probably met her in the south

If her little sun dress was white cotton
If her voice had a drawl when she started talking
If she was dancing in the dust of a dirt road cloud
You probably met her in the south

Somewhere below that Mason-Dixon
Somewhere beneath that small-town sky
Somewhere around that water tower
Somewhere out on that county line
You know the kind of girl I'm talking
About you probably met her in the south

If her mama taught her how to make fried chicken
And her daddy taught her how to go bass fishing
If she's sweet as a glass of tea and strong as a shot of crown
You probably met her in the south
Ohh yeah

Somewhere below that Mason-Dixon
Somewhere beneath that small-town sky
Somewhere around that water tower
Somewhere out on that county line
You know the kind of girl I'm talking
About you probably met her in the south

With her hair down blowin' in the wind
Sun setting on her skin
A little map dot spot where the world
Turns slow, about as fast as the corn rows grow

Somewhere below that Mason-Dixon
Somewhere beneath that small-town sky
Somewhere around that water tower
Tearin' you up with those big blue eyes

Somewhere below that Mason-Dixon
Somewhere beneath that small-town sky
Somewhere around that water tower
Somewhere out on that county line
You know the kind of girl I'm talking
About you probably met her in the south

A little Southern Belle from the Bible Belt
You probably met her in the south