From the recording Moving On
Lyrics
Low Country Girl
She was born near the harbor
In the city of Charleston
And raised in the southern mystique
Got her mother’s good looks and her daddy’s quick mind
And yet she’s entirely unique
She’s quick with a grin; she’s not above sin
And usually says what she means
She’s friendly to strangers, close to her kin
A lady who follows her dreams
Raven black hair
And a smile so sweet
Soft cotton dress
No shoes on her feet
There’s nothing like her
In the wide world
She makes me sing
She’s a low country girl
Likes to drive with the top down
Shop in the small towns
Trying on colorful hats
She sits in the shade
And sips lemonade
With a view of the wide coastal flats
She likes flying kites
And parties at night
And barefoot walks in the sand
She’ll make you a batch
Of her biscuits from scratch
And serve them with butter and jam
Raven black hair
And a smile so sweet
Soft cotton dress
No shoes on her feet
There’s nothing like her
In the wide world
She makes me sing
She’s a low country girl
Quiet and shy, saucy and sly
All of these rolled into one
A girl of history and love and mystery
With a beauty that is second to none
Now she’s a little older
Certainly bolder
But still just as gentle and kind
If you look here and there; some grey in her hair
But she says that it’s perfectly fine
She’s lived in places all over the world
It always felt better to roam
But at the end of the day if you ask her she’ll say
That the low country still feels like home
Pretty grey hair
And a smile so sweet
Soft cotton dress
Still no shoes on her feet
There’s nothing like her
In the wide world
She makes me sing
She’s a low country girl
And I’m here to sing
Of that low country girl