Down Here

Down here where the cattails grow
Down here where the kudzu grows

The shrimps goin' in the low country boil
Radio playin' Haggard and Jones
On a Saturday night, we're doin' alright
Fire up the Coleman, ice down the long necks
It's goin' down out on the back deck
Everything's fine in the southern moonlight

It feels so good with that cool breeze blowin' around
There ain't nothing wrong with what's goin' on right now
We got family, we got friends, we got ice-cold beer
I'm sure heaven's nice, but tonight, it ain't too bad down here

Starlight eyes, sitting at the table
White cotton dress wrapped around an angel
Look at that smile, so beautiful without havin' to try
She gives a little wink, starts walkin' over
Hand on my hip, head on my shoulder
It ain't nothing like her by my side

It feels so good with that cool breeze blowin' around
There ain't nothing wrong with what's goin' on right now
We got family, we got friends, we got ice-cold beer
Yeah, I'm sure heaven's nice, but tonight, it ain't too bad down here

Down here where the cattails grow
And the kudzu rows and the moon shines clear
Might not be the streets of gold, but it ain't too bad, no
Down here where the cattails grow
And the kudzu rows and the moon shines clear
Might not be the streets of gold, but it ain't too bad down here

Yeah, it feels so good with that cool breeze blowin' around
There ain't nothing wrong, nothing wrong with what's goin' on right now
We got family, we got friends, we got ice-cold beer
Yeah, I'm sure heaven's nice, but tonight, it ain't too bad down here

Ain't too bad down here, no, 'cause
We got family, we got friends, we got ice-cold beer
Yeah, in my heart, I know heaven's nice, but it ain't too bad down here



Credits
Writer(s): Darius C. Rucker, Frank Mandeville V. Rogers, Ryan James Hurd
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