I gotta get down and pray
With a umbrella in your hand
And every time you move like that
You been walkin' through the cotton fields
Just to watch the water roll on
Even though you're wearin' them
You take my breath away
I can tell by your giant step
Don't you know that dress of yours
I gotta go to Sunday mass
I'm gonna take you back to New Orleans
Oh, you're so down home girl
I'm with you baby
Oh, you're so down home girl
Oh, you're so down home girl
Oh, you're so down home girl
You're so down home
Citified high heels
Every time you monkey child
Outta sight
It tastes like pork and beans
Down in Dixieland
And every time I kiss you girl
I'm gonna take you to the muddy river
Ow! Yeah, too much
Was made out of fiberglass
I'm gonna watch you do the second line
And every time you move like that
And push you in
Down your velvet skin
