Steven S. Walsky


Song 'I Was Born To Love a Southern Girl'


I was born to love a Southern girl,
blond hair, black hair, brown hair,
straight or curled,
I was born to love a Southern girl.

Sittin on the tailgate
evening of barbeque and fries,
arm around her
watch'en the stars dancing
in her eyes.

Blond hair, black hair, brown hair,
straight or curled,
I was born to love a Southern girl.

Radio playing a country tune
of love and sweet sunsets
and harvest moons.
The touch of our lips
two hearts swoon.

Green eyes, blue, brown,
or teal,
I was born to love a Southern girl.

The rhyme of a mandolin
sets her heart a flutter,
and her downhome smile
when the bluegrass starts
can surely melt this man's heart.

Blond hair, red hair, black hair,
straight or curled,
I was born to love a Southern girl.

There's no doubt in my mind
this Southern girl was born for me to hold,
to sway as one
to the sound of country music,
in my arms I embrace pure gold.

I was born to love a Southern girl
blond hair, black hair, brown hair,
straight or curled,
I was born to love a Southern girl.

Blond hair, black hair, brown hair,
straight or curled,
I was born to love a Southern girl.

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Born To Love a Southern Girl (neutral lyrics)

A man is born to love a Southern girl,
blond hair, black hair, brown hair,
straight or curled,
a man is born to love a Southern girl.

Sittin on the tailgate
evening of barbeque and fries,
his arm around her
watch'en the stars dancing
in her eyes.

Blond hair, black hair, brown hair,
straight or curled,
a man is born to love a Southern girl.

Radio playing a country tune
of love and sweet sunsets
and harvest moons.
The touch of their lips
two hearts swoon.

Green eyes, blue, brown,
or teal,
a man is born to love a Southern girl.

The rhyme of a mandolin
sets her heart a flutter,
and her downhome smile
when the bluegrass starts
can surely melt a man's heart.

Blond hair, red hair, black hair,
straight or curled,
a man is born to love a Southern girl.

There's no doubt in my mind
a Southern girl was born
for a man to hold,
to sway as one
to the sound of country music,
in his arms he embraces pure gold.

A man is born to love a Southern girl
blond hair, black hair, brown hair,
straight or curled,
a man is born to love a Southern girl.

Blond hair, black hair, brown hair,
straight or curled,
a man is born to love a Southern girl.



(I Was Born To Love a Southern Girl, and Born To Love a Southern Girl, are copyrighted by Steven S. Walsky,2014, all rights reserved.)

Submitted: Saturday, March 15, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, March 18, 2014

Topic of this poem: love


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