Story Behind The Song
I haven't lost my country accent after 47 years in Miami, and neither did the girl in this song.
Song Description
Tennessee girl becomes a supermodel in New York City, but she still talks like Nashville.
| Song Length |
3:13 |
Genre |
Country - Bluegrass, Country - Americana |
| Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Joyful |
| Subject |
Region |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Talks Like Tennessee
She's a spicy bite of barbecue,
She's one sophisticated sip of whiskey.
She's strutting down Fifth Avenue,
She's a supermodel, ruling New York City.
At first I mistook
Her cosmopolitan look,
Til she opened her mouth,
And out came the South--
She's as cool as California,
In Chicago she's a summer breeze,
And she melts me like Miami,
But she talks like Tennessee.
Did you wonder where she got her gentle drawl?
From years of fried chicken, grits and gravy.
She says Bless Your Heart and Howdy Y'all,
Her mama taught her that when she was a baby.
She's a city star now,
Making Tennessee proud,
Calls her mom on the phone
To hear a little twang from back home.--
She's as cool as California,
In Chicago she's a summer breeze,
And she melts me like Miami,
But she talks like Tennessee.
Maybe you can take the girl
Out of the country,
But you'll never take the country
Out of the girl.
You go, girl!
(Instrumental solos)
Maybe you can take the girl
Out of the country,
But you'll never take the country
Out of the girl.
She's as cool as California,
In Chicago she's a summer breeze,
And she melts me like Miami,
But she talks like Tennessee.
She's as cool as California,
In Chicago she's a summer breeze,
And she melts me like Miami,
But she talks like Tennessee.