The Rolling Stones - Down home girl

^GLord I swear the ^G7perfume you wear G G7 (G/G/G7) Was made out of turnip greens And ^Geverytime I ^G7kiss you girl G G7 (C/C/C7) It tastes like pork and beans ^CEven though you're ^C7wearin' them C C7 (G/G/G7) Citified high heels ^GI can tell by your ^G7giant step You been ^Gwalkin' through the cotton ^G7fields ^D7Oh, you're ^Cso ^C7down ^Ghome ^G7girl

^GEverytime you ^G7monkey child G G7 (G/G/G7) You take my breath away And ^Geverytime you ^G7move like that G G7 (C/C/C7) I gotta get down and pray ^CDon't you know that ^C7dress of yours C C7 (G/G/G7) Was made out of fiberglass ? And ^Geverytime you ^G7move like that I ^Ggotta go to Sunday ^G7mass ^D7Oh, you're ^Cso ^C7down ^Ghome ^G7girl

^D7Oh, you're ^Cso ^C7down ^Ghome ^G7girl I'm ^Ggonna take you to the ^G7muddy river G G7 (G/G/G7) And push you in ^GJust to watch the ^G7water roll on G G7 (C/C/C7) Down your velvet skin I'm ^Cgonna take you back to ^C7New Orleans C C7 (G/G/G7) Down in Dixieland I'm ^Ggonna watch you do the ^G7second line With an ^Gumbrella in your ^G7hand ^D7Oh, you're ^Cso ^C7down ^Ghome ^G7girl

^G7Ow! Yeah, too much Outta sight (G/G/G7) You're so down home girl . . . . .