| Song | Southern Belle |
| Artist | Scotty McCreery |
| Album | Southern Belle |
| Somewhere down south there's a swingin' screen door | |
| Sundressed beauty on a hot front porch | |
| Knocking one back baby, oh my Lord, have mercy | |
| Shootin' out gravel, saying, oh my stars | |
| She's Dukes of Hazzard in her daddy's car | |
| Amazing grace in a Mason jar, have mercy | |
| You can go around the block, ‘round the town, ‘round the world | |
| But there's nothin' like a down home girl | |
| Ain't nothin' ring like a southern belle | |
| Those angels singin' down in the Bible Belt | |
| Well brother, if lovin' those sweet tea, blue jean dreams is wrong | |
| Well, I can't help it | |
| Ain't nothin' ring like a southern belle | |
| Saturday night with the red lipstick | |
| Just like Scarlet, she's gone with the wind | |
| Sunday mornin' with the honey biscuits, have mercy | |
| You can go around the block, ‘round the town, ‘round the world | |
| But there's nothin' like a down home girl | |
| Ain't nothin' ring like a southern belle | |
| Those angels singin' down in the Bible Belt | |
| Well brother, if lovin' those sweet tea, blue jean dreams is wrong | |
| Well, I can't help it | |
| Ain't nothin' ring like a southern belle | |
| Baby swing low, makin' me high | |
| Wanna catch your heart like firefly | |
| Hold on to you for the rest of my life | |
| Have mercy | |
| My baby swingin' low is makin' me high | |
| Wanna catch your heart like a firefly | |
| Hold on to you for the rest of my life | |
| Ain't nothin' ring like a southern belle | |
| Those angels singin' down in the Bible Belt | |
| Well brother if lovin' those sweet tea, blue jean dreams is wrong | |
| Well I can't help it | |
| Ain't nothing ring, no nothin' rings like a southern belle | |
| Oh, like a southern belle | |
| Well brother, if lovin' those sweet tea, blue jean dreams is wrong | |
| Guess I'll be wrong with my southern belle |
| Somewhere down south there' s a swingin' screen door | |
| Sundressed beauty on a hot front porch | |
| Knocking one back baby, oh my Lord, have mercy | |
| Shootin' out gravel, saying, oh my stars | |
| She' s Dukes of Hazzard in her daddy' s car | |
| Amazing grace in a Mason jar, have mercy | |
| You can go around the block, ' round the town, ' round the world | |
| But there' s nothin' like a down home girl | |
| Ain' t nothin' ring like a southern belle | |
| Those angels singin' down in the Bible Belt | |
| Well brother, if lovin' those sweet tea, blue jean dreams is wrong | |
| Well, I can' t help it | |
| Ain' t nothin' ring like a southern belle | |
| Saturday night with the red lipstick | |
| Just like Scarlet, she' s gone with the wind | |
| Sunday mornin' with the honey biscuits, have mercy | |
| You can go around the block, ' round the town, ' round the world | |
| But there' s nothin' like a down home girl | |
| Ain' t nothin' ring like a southern belle | |
| Those angels singin' down in the Bible Belt | |
| Well brother, if lovin' those sweet tea, blue jean dreams is wrong | |
| Well, I can' t help it | |
| Ain' t nothin' ring like a southern belle | |
| Baby swing low, makin' me high | |
| Wanna catch your heart like firefly | |
| Hold on to you for the rest of my life | |
| Have mercy | |
| My baby swingin' low is makin' me high | |
| Wanna catch your heart like a firefly | |
| Hold on to you for the rest of my life | |
| Ain' t nothin' ring like a southern belle | |
| Those angels singin' down in the Bible Belt | |
| Well brother if lovin' those sweet tea, blue jean dreams is wrong | |
| Well I can' t help it | |
| Ain' t nothing ring, no nothin' rings like a southern belle | |
| Oh, like a southern belle | |
| Well brother, if lovin' those sweet tea, blue jean dreams is wrong | |
| Guess I' ll be wrong with my southern belle |