Georgia Peaches lyrics

Way beyond the city lights

Lies a cowboys paradise

Honeysuckle on the vine

Growing up on Southern time

Love to dance and love to flirt

Ain’t afraid of a little dirt

We ain’t late for Sunday church

Mama raised us not to curse

Whoa, our shorts’ a little shorter 'cause the sun’s a little hotter

Sipping lemonade, while we’re playin’ in the water

Whoa, whoa, whoa, ain’t nothing sweeter than us Georgia Peaches

Whoa, whoa, whoa, there’s a reason why the boys pick the Georgia Peaches

We grow where the grass is green

We got home grown in our jeans

We love country everything, from Alan Jackson to Aldean

Whoa, our drawl will drive you crazy when we wink and call you baby

You don’t stand a chance once you’ve seen a southern lady

Whoa, whoa, whoa, ain’t nothing sweeter than us Georgia Peaches

Whoa, whoa, whoa, there’s a reason why the boys pick the Georgia Peaches

Oh, ain’t nothing sweeter

Whoa, whoa, it don’t matter where you’re from come on in and have some fun

We’re gonna treat you like you’re one of us

Whoa, whoa, whoa, ain’t nothing sweeter than Georgia Peaches

Whoa, whoa, whoa, there’s a reason why the boys pick the Georgia Peaches