G.R.I.T.S.
Brantley Gilbert Lyrics


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I had a buddy come down 'round last July
Called me when he crossed the Mason Dixon line
Said he was headin' down South and lookin' for a real good time
I said, "Man, come on, I got a place in mind"
We pulled up at a bar right off the Georgia line
Walked in, hell, his eyes got wide
And when his jaw hit the floor, all I could do was smile
And he said, "Man, we got some pretty women up north
But I ain't never seen nothin' like this"
I said, "Man, these here ain't ordinary women
We call these grits

She's a product of being raised in the country
She knows her roots and works hard for her money
Southern drawl and dark tan legs
Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred
Now she loves her mom and daddy and the Lord to death
All actin' innocent, playin' hard to get
The girls tonight, man, they're out on the town
Grits, man, girls raised in the south

I'm talking way down south

Man, we sat down at the bar and had a couple drinks
Breakin' his neck, just scopin' the scene
It wasn't long before he had my attention pointed towards the door
He was starin' at long legs that ran in the boots
Short skirt and her T-shirt didn't have much use
But she walked right to the jukebox and fired it up

She had every head turnin boys' eyes were burnin'
As she made her way out to the floor
Had the jealous girls lookin' on sayin' she ain't nothin' but a
Oh my God, she just broke it down low

She's a product of being raised in the country
She knows her roots and works hard for her money
Southern drawl and dark tan legs
Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred
Now she loves her mom and daddy and the Lord to death
All actin' innocent, playin' hard to get
The girls tonight, man, they're out on the town
Grits, man, girls raised in the south

Product of being raised in the country
She knows her roots and works hard for her money
Southern drawl and dark tan legs
Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred
Now she loves her mom and daddy and the Lord to death
All actin' innocent, playin' hard to get
The girls tonight, man, they're out on the town
Grits, man, girls raised in the south





In the dirt south
Hell yeah

Overall Meaning

, Brantley Gilbert's song G.R.I.T.S. is an ode to the unique qualities and alluring charm of Southern women. The acronym G.R.I.T.S. stands for "Girls Raised In The South," and the song celebrates the ways in which they are different from other women. The song opens with a scene of two friends reuniting in the South, where they come across a bar just off the Georgia line. Gilbert's friend is immediately struck by the beauty of the women there, commenting that he's never seen anything like them in the North. Gilbert explains that these women are "grits," a term that refers to their distinct character and southern roots.


The song goes on to describe Southern women as hardworking, rooted in their heritage, and confident in their own skin. The woman in the song is described as being comfortable in her own skin and playful in her interactions with men. The singer of the song is drawn to the woman's confidence and the way she is comfortable owning her southern heritage, whether she is simply sitting and playing hard to get or breaking it down low on the dance floor.


Overall, Gilbert's song celebrates the unique qualities that Southern women possess, and how they are a product of their upbringing in the South. The song is a tribute to the strength, beauty, and allure of Southern women and their culture.


Line by Line Meaning

I had a buddy come down 'round last July
Last July, I had a friend visit me.


Called me when he crossed the Mason Dixon line
He called me when he passed the Mason Dixon line, which marks the boundary between the free and slave states in the Civil War period.


Said he was headin' down South and lookin' for a real good time
My friend said he was going down South and wanted to have a great time.


I said man come on I got a place in mind
I suggested a place for him to go to have a good time.


We pulled up at a bar right off the Georgia line
We arrived at a bar near the Georgia state line.


Walked in and man his eyes got wide
As soon as we walked in, my friend was surprised by what he saw.


And when his jaw hit the floor all I could do was smile
My friend was so impressed that his mouth dropped open, and I couldn't help but smile.


He said man, we got some pretty women up North
My friend said that they have pretty women up North.


But I ain't never seen nothin' like this
But he's never seen anything like the women he's seeing now.


I said man these here ain't ordinary women
I told him that these women are not like the ordinary ones he's used to seeing.


We call these grits
We call these women grits - short for 'girls raised in the South'.


She's a product of being raised in the country
The woman he's looking at comes from a rural background.


She knows her roots and works hard for her money
She's proud of her upbringing and works hard to earn her living.


Southern draw and dark tan legs
She has a distinct Southern accent and has dark tanned legs.


Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred
There's no one like a woman who's from the South and has been raised there.


Now she loves her mom and daddy and the Lord to death
She loves her parents and religion more than anything else.


Just actin' and sittin' playin' hard to get
She's playing hard to get and not easily won over.


With the girls tonight man they're out on the town
She's out with her friends tonight and they're having a good time.


Grits man, a girl raised in the South
She's a grit - a girl raised in the South.


We sat down at the bar and had a couple drinks
We sat at the bar and had a few drinks.


Breakin' his neck just scopin' the scene
My friend was turning his head to check out the scene.


It wasn't long before he had my attention pointed towards the door
Soon enough, my friend pointed out a woman entering the bar, and I paid attention to her.


He was starin' at long legs that ran into boots
My friend couldn't take his eyes off the long legs that went into her boots.


Short skirt and her t-shirt didn't have her much use
She wasn't wearing much - a short skirt and a tight t-shirt.


But she walked right to the jukebox and fired it up
She walked to the jukebox and started playing music on it.


She had every head turnin boys' eyes was burnin'
Every man in the bar was turning their head to look at her, and their eyes were burning with desire.


As she made her way out to the floor
She started dancing on the dance floor.


Had the jealous girls lookin' on sayin' she ain't nothin' but a
Other jealous women in the bar were saying that she was nothing special.


Oh my God she just broke it down low
But then they were amazed at her moves when she started dancing.


And her girls tonight man they're out on the town
She's out with her friends tonight and they're having a good time.


Grits man a girl raised in the south
She's a grit - a girl raised in the South.




Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Brantley Keith Gilbert

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