Southern Boys Lyrics - Dancer With Bruised Knees - Kate & Anna Mcgarrigle

Southern boys are warm and lovely 

They speak gently of their homes and show you pictures of the folks 

Their breath in your ear is as soft as the cotton 

Whether they're wooing or whispering the latest racist joke 

I get knocked right off my feet 

When I hear that Southern drawl 

And I don't mind the pain 

'Cause the feeling's worth the fall 

Buttered grits is fare for breakfast 

And if you like and your aim is good, maybe a squirrel 

Then around nine, we pop that moonshine 

And it's on out to the porch for a moonlight swing with me your Northern girl 

I get knocked right off my feet 

When I hear that Southern drawl 

And I don't mind the pain 

'Cause the feeling's worth the fall 

Were you born? Where do you come from? 

Is your tropic in Cancer and is your sun sign divine? 

Ah let it out, please don't hide it 

All that good ol' stuff down below that Mason-Dixon Line 

I get knocked right off my feet 

When I hear that Southern drawl 

And I don't mind the pain 

'Cause the feeling's worth the fall 

And don't extend your hand 

'Cause I couldn't move at all