I Dream in Southern (feat. Kelly Clarkson)

Some people dream of what they may be Where they may go, what they may see Just down the road around the bend Oh, but me, I dream of where I've already been I dream in blue jeans, ol' Fords Boxe fans, back porch Cotton growin' up to your knees I dream in Mississipi moon Past Mason Jars Fireflies William Faulkner, ol' New Orleans The only Paris for me is in West Tennessee If I'm never any other when I lay down to sleep I dream in ham stew, Church pews No, ain't you never 'round, oh no I dream in Southern I've hung my hat in so many places I've seen the beauty in so many faces that don't feel like home But that's alright 'Cause every time I close my eyes I dream in blue bell, ice cream Momma calling through the screen Someone's almost ready to hit I dream in football, Graceland Barbecue in Alabama sand slippin' under my feet If I can spend my time in sweet Carolina Don't take too long for Georgia's back on my mind I dream in symphonies of trains and crickets Where it's always Christmas for summer (Yeah, yeah) I dream in Southern They say you can't go back But I can always come back I dream in blue jeans, ol' Fords Boxe fans, back porch Cotton growin' up to your knees I dream in Mississipi moon Past Mason Jars Fireflies William Faulkner, ol' New Orleans The only Paris for me is in West Tennessee If I'm never any other when I lay down to sleep I dream in ham stew, Church pews No, ain't you never 'round, oh no I dream in Southern Oh yeah I dream in Southern