Lyrics:
It's the same old South
It's a regular children's heaven
Where they don't start to work until they're seven
It's the same old South
It's the same
There's a porch swing in Tupelo
In the shade of the south
Where the sweet honey drips offa that old hush yo mouth
It's a slow road on down
That
In my dear old southern home
I was just as happy as could be
Where the mocking birds sing at
Night when they rest
In that dear old sunny south by
to mouth, low down in the dirty old south
Living on the fruit of the vine
Now some say love come COD
Others turn to G O D
Cash it in on PCP, IOUs
Don't fly away, come along quick,
South where the breezes blow.
Leave this storm land,
Come away to a warm land.
Pack up, fly away, learn an old
it waiting there, time and time again
I just roll back the ages and step inside
To that house on old South Main
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Christmas time
Started in the old south
I brought it to the new west
Sold it for a dry claim
I bought it back the hard way
I've got a mine that's fine
Isn't it
winds blowing through the pinewood trees
Folks down there like a life of ease
When old mammy falls upon her knees
It's sleepy time down south
dryin'
Cover tha spread sheets
Tha Dow Jones skyin'
Tha cell block live stock
Tha bodies they buyin'
Old south order
New northern horizon
Violence in all
Old man down south
You will never know his name
You will never feel his pain
Old man didn't wanna go to school
So he's working all day and doesn't
winds blowing through the pinewood trees
Folks down there like a life of ease
When old mammy falls upon her knees
It's sleepy time down south
I'm from the south, Southern Hospitality
Soul food dinners, dinners, dinners, dinners, dinners, dinners
I'm from the south where the old folks they
you to ask it
We're all going to hell in a hand basket
Hold your tongue Captain, watch your mouth
This old girl well she's heading South
Your eyes are
Hey tramps, let's listen story 'bout the Dirty John
He went to an old south for a Cigar Box Song
His life was not sweet, his wife left him alone
he
Well I was born in Appomattox in 1955
Yeah I was born in Appomattox in 1955
It's where the history books will tell you
That the old south died
I
lost, she had found
I’ve been set in my ways these days
It’s cold up north in these winter winds
If I could fly back home some day,
The old south sun,
know that's the old house
Put some diamonds in the golds like the old South
Asked me for a diamond in her nose, I said "Woah, now"
Pay attention,
I can tell one was coming
I'd start smelling that old South Texas, Willie Nelson red-haired, sensibly-made country smoke
People I do not partake I
talk(you dirty dirty)
Say what?(you dirty dirty)say what?(you dirty dirty)
verse 1
Now I'm a dirty old south boy
And you can tell by the way I spit it out
a show way in Haiti
Bought the Zoes out
I rolls out in the car with the head missing
The hoes out closed mouth
Don't get fed shit in the cold drought
Old
I was booorn
Byby by by by the
Riiivveer
In Memphis Tennessee
Where da old soul dirty south
Made me what you see
You can check our history
Our city
Uncle Toad sittin' by the old south gate
Waitin' them boys they bin stayin' out late
Uncle Toad thinks, they're way out of line
Maybe they think, he
a nose for your boogers I'm sugar
That mean I'm good, if you is I'm gooder
Should've, would've, could've, but
You didn't, cocksucker
This is that old south
to the niggas with the big mouth
And death to you devils from the Old South
And death to you hoes turnin' tricks out
And death everyone that go the bitch route
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