Confederate Railroad - Elvis and andy

Now^G being from the south, I never had a doubt ^D What kind of girl I want, I'd pick a Georgia peach Or a Mississippi queen, or ^Ga Dallas debutante But I^E met a little blond from above and beyond ^A The Mason/Dixon line, now she^D ain't a Dixie dumpling' But let me tell you something, lord she more than qua^Glifies

She likes Elvis^G she likes Andy, she's just as^C pretty as can be She's the^D number one fan of both Graceland and Mayberry R F D ^{G G} She ain't a southern belle, but it's hard to tell She's got^C every quality She likes Elvis^G she likes Andy, So she's^D fine and dandy with^G me ^{G D G}

I^G took her home for Christmas, to try some southern dishes ^D My mama's famous for, but mama through a fit ^D 'cause she wouldn't eat her grits It was^G looking like the civil war, I was^E hoping like the devil That they’d meet up in the middle,^A but neither one would budge Then I^D heard them in the kitchen, A laughing and a gigglin’ singin’ hunka hunka burnin^Gg love

She likes Elvis^G she likes Andy, she's just a^Cs pretty as can be She's the^D number one fan of both Graceland and Mayberry R F D^{G G} She ain't a southern belle, but it's hard to tell She's got^C every quality She likes Elvis^G she likes Andy, so she's^D fine and dandy with^G me ^{G D G}

^G No, she ain't a southern belle, but it's hard to tell She's got^C every quality She likes Elvis^G she likes Andy, so she's^D fine and dandy with^G me

She likes Elvis^G she likes Andy, so she's^D fine and dandy with^G me ^{G D G}