Sweeter than the grapes growin' out in CaliforniaSofter than the fuzz on the sweetest Georgia peachWarms you goin' down like a twenty-two year old brandyWhen she loves me, Lord, she's fine, fine as wineShe loves her rodeo, man, turns him every way but looseWashes out all his Levis, shines his cowboy bootsWatches him each Saturday bitin' the dust againShe takes him home, puts him to bed and rubs in the linamentShe's sweeter than the grapes growin' out in CaliforniaSofter than the fuzz on the sweetest Georgia peachWarms you goin' down like a twenty-two year old brandyWhen she loves me, Lord, she's fine, fine as wineLayin' in the back seat with sugar at the wheelBroken bones from my last ride is all my head can feelSugar, sure gets tired, Lord, of all I put her throughBut I'll never find another gal who's sweeter or is trueShe's sweeter than the grapes growin' out in CaliforniaSofter than the fuzz on the sweetest Georgia peachWarms you goin' down like a twenty-two year old brandyWhen she loves me, Lord, she's fine, fine as wineSweeter than the grapes growin' out in CaliforniaSofter than the fuzz on the sweetest Georgia peachWarms you goin' down like a twenty-two year old brandyWhen she loves me, Lord, she's fine, fine as wine
Sweeter than the grapes growin' out in CaliforniaSofter than the fuzz on the sweetest Georgia peachWarms you goin' down like a twenty-two year old brandyWhen she loves me, Lord, she's fine, fine as wineShe loves her rodeo, man, turns him every way but looseWashes out all his Levis, shines his cowboy bootsWatches him each Saturday bitin' the dust againShe takes him home, puts him to bed and rubs in the linamentShe's sweeter than the grapes growin' out in CaliforniaSofter than the fuzz on the sweetest Georgia peachWarms you goin' down like a twenty-two year old brandyWhen she loves me, Lord, she's fine, fine as wineLayin' in the back seat with sugar at the wheelBroken bones from my last ride is all my head can feelSugar, sure gets tired, Lord, of all I put her throughBut I'll never find another gal who's sweeter or is trueShe's sweeter than the grapes growin' out in CaliforniaSofter than the fuzz on the sweetest Georgia peachWarms you goin' down like a twenty-two year old brandyWhen she loves me, Lord, she's fine, fine as wineSweeter than the grapes growin' out in CaliforniaSofter than the fuzz on the sweetest Georgia peachWarms you goin' down like a twenty-two year old brandyWhen she loves me, Lord, she's fine, fine as wine