Boots and buckles, red clay and sand.
My point ain't subtle here, I'm a southern man.
That's right.
It's all about the South.
Georgia,
Alabama,
Mississippi,
Louisiana,
Carolina,
don't you
wanna get down and dirty?
Cause Florida, I'm thirsty.
Hit me with your Tennessee whiskey
and crank it all out.
Lay back, crazy old toddler.
Sweden, I know you got ballers and
dollars, oh yeah.
Oh,
and even if you know,
come on down,
come on down.
Oh, it's all about the South.
From
Daddy's Don Williams to Mama's Patsy Cline.
Oh,
we're walking after midnight,
singing Tulsa time.
With a beer, same coat around the women's seam.
Hotter than the world don't seem.
Sure damn hotter.
Hell,
this is where I was born and this is where I'm dying.
Oh,
that's right.
It's all about the South.
Georgia,
Alabama,
Mississippi,
Louisiana,
Carolina,
don't you wanna get down and dirty?
Cause Florida, I'm thirsty.
Hit me with your Tennessee whiskey and crank it all out.
Lay back, crazy old toddler.
Sweden,
I know you got ballers and dollars,
oh yeah.
Oh,
and even if you know,
come on down,
come on down.
Oh, it's all about the South.
Oh, bring it on guys, sing with me now.
This is where I was born and this is where I'll die.
It's all about the South.
Georgia,
Alabama,
Mississippi,
Louisiana,
Carolina,
don't you wanna get down and dirty?
Cause Florida, I'm thirsty.
Hit me with your Tennessee whiskey and crank it all out.
Lay back, crazy old toddler.
Sweden,
I know you got ballers and dollars,
oh yeah.
Oh,
and even if you know,
come on down,
come on down.
Oh,
I said,
well even if you know,
come on down,
come on down.
Oh, it's all about the South.
This is where I was born and this is where I'll die.