Tom: C
C
Sitting at a bar in New York City
Am
Everybody here looking New York pretty
G
But you?re the kinda girl that?s got that something
F
Dancing to the groove like it just ain?t nothing
C
They ain?t never seen nothing quite like you
Am
Long stem legs in your cowboy boots
G
Throwing back whiskey straight, no water
F
Girl there ain?t nothing hotter
C
Am
Ooh, I dig the way that you move
G
You shake it down to your roots
F
Did your momma teach you how to do that thing you do
C
Am
Yeah, nothing sweeter than wild
G
I?ll take a sip of that smile
F
I?ll bet the boys at home can?t leave you alone
C
You little homegrown honey, honey, honey
Am
You?re so money, money, money
G
You got a country road Carolina soul
F
Baby you?re just so homegrown
F
C
C
C
Trying to think of something cool to say
Am
Turned around and saw you walking my way
G
Pulled me on the floor saying ?Son it?s on?
F
And we were dancing all night long
To a sweet old Alabama song
C
Ooh baby, baby, baby
Am
You?re driving me crazy, crazy, crazy
G
I?m a long way away from where I?m from
F
But baby you feel like home
Repeat Chorus
Am
You?re so money, money, money
G
You got a country road Carolina soul
F
Baby you?re just so homegrown