Rachel Proctor - Georgia Peaches lyrics

[Verse 1:] Way beyond the city lights Lies a cowboys paradise Honeys**le on the vine Growing 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 Our shorts' a little shorter 'Cause the sun's a little hotter Sipping lemonade While we're playin' in the water [Chorus:] Whoa, whoa, whoa An't nothing sweeter than us Georgia Peaches Whoa, whoa, whoa There's a reason why the boys pick the Georgia Peaches [Verse 2:] We grow where the gra** is green We got home grown in our jeans We love country everything From Alan Jackson to Aldean [Chorus:] Whoa, 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 Whoa, whoa, whoa Ain't nothing sweeter than us Georgia Peaches Whoa, whoa, whoa There's a reason why the boys pick the Georgia Peaches [Bridge:] Oh, ain't nothing sweeter It don't matter where you're from Come on in and have some fun We're gonna treat you Like you're one of us, yeah [Chorus:] Whoa, whoa, whoa Ain't nothing sweeter than Georgia Peaches Whoa, whoa, whoa There's a reason why the boys pick... Whoa, whoa, whoa Ain't nothing sweeter than the Georgia Peaches Whoa, whoa, whoa There's a reason why the boys pick the Georgia Peaches Ain't nothing sweeter than Georgia Peaches