Down Here - Darius Rucker

Down here where the cattails grow, down here where the kudzu grows.

The shrimp goin' in the low country boil, radio playing Haggard & 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 heavens 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 having to try, she gives a

little wink starts walking over, hand on my hip, head on my shoulder,

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 heavens nice, but tonight it ain’t too bad down here.

Down here where the cattails grow and kudzu rows, and moonshines clear,

my not be the streets of gold but it ain’t too bad no, Down here where the

cattails grow and kudzu rows, and the moonshines 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 heavens 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 my heart I know heavens nice,

but it ain’t too bad down here…