Southern Boy

Well it's easy for a country boy to be misunderstood

When the honky tonks are jumping and the girls are looking good

Yeah, I get excited and some people think I'm rude

It's the way my daddy raised me it's my rebel attitude

CHORUS:

I'm a southern boy

Southern born and bred

I've got Sweet Home Alabama buzzing all around in my head

I'm right at home in Georgia or down in Caroline

Yeah I'd be happy anywhere below that Mason-Dixon line

A working and a sweating 'til I hear that whistle blow

Country rock a cooking on my pick-up radio

I rush home for a shower and put on my dancing shoes

I get the Friday fever and the Sunday morning blues

I'm a southern boy

I like a rowdy crowd

Put Bocephus on the jukebox and turn that sucker way up loud

Don't need a reservation

We're just a-having fun

Yeah it's party time in Dixie

Ya'll just come on down and get ya some

From Rockingham to Birmingham

Mobile to New Orleans

Jacksonville to Copper Hill

Pike to Bowling Green

Layfayette to Somerset

Boone to Rocky Mount

If you don't live in Dixie then

You're only camping out

I'm a southern boy

I say my sirs and m'ams

I'm kinda rough around the edges but I'm mighty proud of who I am

Roll on Mississippi rock on Tennessee

If it was good enough for Elvis you know it's good enough for me

I said, if it was good enough for Elvis you know it's good enough for me

Well if the King was crazy 'bout it then you know it's good enough for me