🎶 CITY GIRL GONE SOUTH

Written by Zena Byrne

Verse 1

I can hear the whispers in this small town,
“Who the heck is she, and why’d she come ‘round?”
She must be from out west, the way she’s talkin’,
Got all the folks ‘round here standin’ there gawkin’.

Pre-Chorus

I ain’t no preacher’s daughter,
I ain’t no farmer’s kin,
But let me tell you, honey,
I’m a whole lotta country—
Don’t matter where I’ve been.

Chorus

I’m here now, gonna stick around,
Gonna pass the test, gonna do my best
To fit in this town.
Gonna show you what I’m made of,
Gonna turn frowns upside down
That’s right,
City girl gone south.

Verse 2

Bet you think you know me, but you’re dead wrong,
I’m the kind of girl that you can count on.
Once I get to know ya, yeah, I’m big fun
I even shoot a rifle and a shotgun.

Pre-Chorus

I ain’t no preacher’s daughter,
I ain’t no farmer’s kin,
Let me tell you, honey,
Wasn’t raised with money
Don’t matter where I’ve lived.

Chorus

I’m here now, gonna stick around,
Gonna pass your test, gonna do my best
To fit in this town.
Gonna show you what I’m made of,
Gonna turn frowns upside down

That’s right,
City girl gone south.

Verse 3

I like to ride my horse, maybe do some fishin’,
Don’t care ‘bout those haters who are dishin’.
Won’t waste my time on fakes who flatter,
Wanna get to know me? Come chatter.

Pre-Chorus

I ain’t no preacher’s daughter,
I ain’t no farmer’s kin,
Wasn’t raised with money,
Let me tell you, honey,
Don’t matter where I’ve been.

Chorus

I’m here now, gonna stick around,
Gonna do my best to pass the test
To fit in this town.
Gonna show you what I’m made of,
Gonna turn frowns upside down
That’s right,
City girl gone south

Bridge

I can tell them boys are comin’ undone,
Oh, them girls just hate me for no reason.
“She must be from out west, the way she’s talkin’,”
Caught up in false rumors they’ve been believin’.

Her hair’s never a mess, even on weekends,
Let me tell you, honey, I don’t come from money
But I’m country as it gets.
Yeah, I’m country as it gets…
City girl gone south.

City Girl Gone South

Brings Out The Better

I’M COMING OVER TO WINE 🍷

Verse 1

Get out the long-stem glasses,
Twist open that Cabernet.
Let it breathe, ‘cause girl I can’t—
I’ve been holding my tongue all day.
V2
Kick off your shoes and clear the couch,
I’m bringing stories you won’t believe no doubt 
So light that candle, dim the room,
You know damn well what I’m about to do…

Chorus 
I’m comin’ over to wine…
I’m comin’ over to vent…
I need a little therapy,
Sympathy, and space to throw a 
fit.

I hope your bar fridge is stocked to the top,
‘Cause this pressure cooker’s ready to pop.
So pour that red and make it high
Girl, I’m comin’ over to wine.

V3
Traffic chewed me up and spit me out,
My boss found new things to yell about.
My emails breed like rabbits now,
And I cussed at the printer—again  aloud
So hide the chocolate, guard the chips,
You know I spiral when I get like this.

Pre-Chorus
But you’re my safe place, my unwind,
So brace yourself—it’s story time…

Chorus
I’m comin’ over to wine…
I’m comin’ over to vent…
I need a little therapy
That doesn’t cost me a darn cent.
I hope your bar fridge is stocked to the top,
‘Cause girl, I’m two complaints from blowing my top.
So pull that cork and say it’s fine
I’m comin’ over to wine.

Bridge 
You always pour it just right,
You know my favorite brand 
You let me fall apart a while
Then laugh my stress right off again 
Best kind of friend I’ll ever find
Now move that cat, that seat is mine.

Final Chorus
I’m comin’ over to wine,
I’m comin’ over to vent,
For comfort, jokes, and girl-talk
And to climb down off this ledge 
I hope your bar fridge is stocked to the top,
Because tonight I need the pressure to drop.
So fill my glass, say I’ll be alright 
Girl, I’m comin’ over to wine.

Comin’ Over To Wine 🍷

🎵 Zena Byrne – Songwriter with Heart, Edge, and Soul
Zena Byrne is a Tennessee songwriter whose work blends authentic Southern storytelling with a modern edge. Her songs cross genres — from the flirty fun of “Book Boyfriend” to the haunting depth of “Ghosts in Me,” the gritty humor of “Hay Trollin’,” and the heartfelt pride of “Tennessee’s in My Blood.” Drawing inspiration from life, love, loss, and the wild ride in between, Zena’s writing reflects influences that range from the soulful honesty of Miranda Lambert to the lyrical wit of Kacey Musgraves and the raw edge of Brantley Gilbert. Each song she writes tells a story that’s bold, honest, and unapologetically her own.

Comin’ Over To Wine 🍷

Zena Byrne Music

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