Intro: G D G
verse 1
G
Now being from the south, I never had a doubt
D
What kind of girl I want, I'd pick a Georgia peach
G
Or a Mississippi queen, or a Dallas debutante
E
But I met a little blond from above and beyond
A D
The Mason/Dixon line, now she ain't a Dixie dumpling'
G
But let me tell you something, lord she more than qualifies
G C
She likes Elvis she likes Andy, she's just as pretty as can be
D G
She's the number one fan of both Graceland and Mayberry R F D
G
She ain't a southern belle, but it's hard to tell
C
She's got every quality
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She likes Elvis she likes Andy, So she's fine and dandy with me
verse 2
G
I took her home for Christmas, to try some southern dishes
D
My mama's famous for, but mama through a fit
D
'cause she wouldn't eat her grits
G E
It was looking like the civil war, I was hoping like the devil
A
That they’d meet up in the middle, but neither one would budge
D
Then I heard them in the kitchen,
G
A laughing and a gigglin’ singin’ hunka hunka burning love
G C
She likes Elvis she likes Andy, she's just as pretty as can be
D G
She's the number one fan of both Graceland and Mayberry R F D
G
She ain't a southern belle, but it's hard to tell
C
She's got every quality
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She likes Elvis she likes Andy, so she's fine and dandy with me
Bridge
G
No, she ain't a southern belle, but it's hard to tell
C
She's got every quality
G D G
She likes Elvis she likes Andy, so she's fine and dandy with me
Tag
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She likes Elvis she likes Andy, so she's fine and dandy with me