[Verse 1]

I had a buddy come down around last July

Called me when he crossed the Mason-Dixon Line

Said he was headed down south and looking for a real good time

I said, Man, come on, I got a place in mind

We pulled up at bar right off the Georgia line

Walked in, man, his eyes got wide

And when his jaw hit the floor, all I could do was smile

He said, "Man, we got some pretty women up north

But I ain't never seen nothing like this

I said, "Man, these here ain't ordinary women

We call thesе G.R.I.T.S

[Chorus]

She's a product of being raised in thе country

She knows her roots and works hard for her money

A Southern drawl with dark tan legs

Ain't nothing like a woman Southern born and bred

Now she loves her mama, daddy, and the Lord to death

Acting innocent and playing hard to get

With her girls tonight, man, they're out on the town

G.R.I.T.S. man, girls raised in the south

[Verse 2]

Sat down at the bar, had a couple drinks

Breaking his neck just scoping the scene

It wasn't long before he had my attention pointed towards the door

He was staring at long legs that ran into boots

Her short skirt and her t-shirt didn't have much use

But she walked right to the jukebox and fired it up

She had every head turning, boys' eyes was burning

As she made her way out to the floor

Had all the jealous girls looking, all saying

"She ain't nothing but a"

Oh my God, she just broke it down low

[Chorus]

She's a product of being raised in the country

She knows her roots and works hard for her money

A Southern drawl with dark tan legs

Ain't nothing like a woman Southern born and bred

Now she loves her mama, daddy, and the Lord to death

Acting innocent and playing hard to get

With her girls tonight, man, they're out on the town

G.R.I.T.S. man, girls raised in the south

[Chorus]

She's a product of being raised in the country

She knows her roots and works hard for her money

A Southern drawl with dark tan legs

Ain't nothing like a woman Southern born and bred

Now she loves her mama, daddy, and the Lord to death

Acting innocent and playing hard to get

With her girls tonight, man, they're out on the town

G.R.I.T.S. man, girls raised in the south