[00:00.00] 作曲 : Jerry Leiber/Artie Butler
[00:10.53]Jerry leiber/l. butler
[00:12.60]Lord i swear, the perfume you wear
[00:14.28]Is made out of turnip greens
[00:22.17]And every time that i kiss you girl
[00:25.68]It tastes like pork and beans
[00:32.07]Even though you're wearin＆ them
[00:33.30]Citified high heels
[00:41.73]I can tell by your giant steps
[00:44.61]That you've been walkin' through cotton fields
[00:46.08]Ohhhhhh, you're some down home girl
[01:09.45]Your shoes are green, your dress is red
[01:15.12]And your wiggy head is powder blue
[01:16.05]But underneath all of that mess,
[01:23.88]Well you're still the same old messy you
[01:31.74]You're sittin there in that fancy chair
[01:33.75]Just drinkin' champaigne like a movie star
[01:37.62]When ya oughta be sittin' on a sidewalk
[01:38.64]Drinkin white lightnin'
[01:39.12]Out of a jelly jar
[01:41.01]Oh, you're some down home girl
[03:07.08]Dimples in your pretty cheeks
[03:11.94]And dimples in your knees
[03:18.96]You walk by and baby i
[03:23.34]Can smell magnolia trees
[03:27.24]You tell me you're from new york baby
[03:31.20]But i know you're from way down south
[03:36.99]I can hear a mississippi mama
[03:41.10]Evey time you open up your mouth
[03:43.68]Oh, you're some down home girl
[04:25.59]Oh, you're some down home girl

作曲 : Jerry Leiber/Artie Butler
Jerry leiber/l. butler
Lord i swear, the perfume you wear
Is made out of turnip greens
And every time that i kiss you girl
It tastes like pork and beans
Even though you're wearin＆ them
Citified high heels
I can tell by your giant steps
That you've been walkin' through cotton fields
Ohhhhhh, you're some down home girl
Your shoes are green, your dress is red
And your wiggy head is powder blue
But underneath all of that mess,
Well you're still the same old messy you
You're sittin there in that fancy chair
Just drinkin' champaigne like a movie star
When ya oughta be sittin' on a sidewalk
Drinkin white lightnin'
Out of a jelly jar
Oh, you're some down home girl
Dimples in your pretty cheeks
And dimples in your knees
You walk by and baby i
Can smell magnolia trees
You tell me you're from new york baby
But i know you're from way down south
I can hear a mississippi mama
Evey time you open up your mouth
Oh, you're some down home girl
Oh, you're some down home girl