Lies a cowboy's paradise
Honeysuckle 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 playing in the water
Oh Whoa whoa, Oh whoa, whoa ain't nothing sweeter than us Georgia Peaches
Oh Whoa whoa, Oh Whoa there's a reason why the boys pick the Georgia
Peaches
We grow where the grass is green
We got home grown in our genes
We love country everything,
From Alan Jackson to Al Dean
Oh don't it drive you crazy when we wink and call you baby
You don't stand a chance once you've seen a southern lady
Oh Whoa whoa, Oh whoa, whoa, ain't nothing sweeter than us Georgia Peaches
Oh Whoa whoa, Oh Whoa, there's a reason why the boys pick the Georgia
Peaches
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
Oh Whoa whoa, Oh whoa, whoa, ain't nothing sweeter than Georgia Peaches
Oh Whoa whoa, Oh Whoa, there's a reason why the boys pick...
Oh Whoa whoa, Oh whoa, whoa, ain't nothing sweeter than Georgia Peaches
Oh Whoa whoa, Oh Whoa, there's a reason why the boys pick...
Ain't nothing sweeter
Ain't nothing sweeter
Ain't nothing sweeter than Georgia Peaches
