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Lauren Alaina

Way beyond the city lights
Lies a cowboy’s paradise
Honeysuckle on the vine
Growin’ up on southern time
Love to dance and we love to flirt
Ain’t afraid of a little dirt
We ain’t late for Sunday church
Mama raised us not to curse

Well, our shorts a little shorter
‘Cause the sun’s a little hotter
Sippin’ lemonade while we’re playing in the water

[Chorus]
Ooh ooh oh oh, ooh ooh oh oh
Ain’t nothing sweeter than us Georgia peaches
Ooh ooh oh oh, ooh ooh oh oh
There’s a reason why the boys pick
The Georgia peaches

We grow where the grass is green
We got homegrown in our jeans
We love country everything
From Alan Jackson to Al Dean

Well, 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

[Chorus]

Oh, ain’t nothin’ sweeter

It don’t matter where you’re from
Come on in and have some fun
We’re gonna treat you like your one of us, yeah

[Chorus: x2]

Ain’t nothin’ sweeter
Ain’t nothin’ sweeter
Ain’t nothin’ sweeter

Than Georgia peaches

Written by DALY, BLAIR / PROCTOR, RACHEL / HOPE, MALLARY
Published by Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, EMI Music Publishing

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