Southern

We love Burt Reynolds in Cannonball Run John Wayne ridin' into the sun Richard Petty in pole position The dirty version of "Family Tradition" Mama's in the kitchen, hummin' along To a hymn that you learn that you sing on Sunday Daddy's in the back throwin' a ball To a kid with a dream of the big leagues one day Southern Southern It's more than just magnolias and a slower pace of livin' It's knowin' who you are and what you do with what you're given People say that we were raised a way that may seem stubborn It's just southern Southern We love sweet tea from a mason jar Porch swing pickin' on an old guitar Cane pole fishin' with a cricket on a hook A Colonel Tom Kelly book may look a little bit Southern It's more than just magnolias and a slower pace of livin' It's knowin' who you are and what you do with what you're given People say that we were raised a way that may seem stubborn It's just southern Southern Mm It ain't the cliches, it ain't the jokes It ain't the drawl when you talk to folks By the grace of God, we love one another Ain't no room for hate No, that ain't my southern