I’m Southern

Well, I'm the first one to say, ladies first

Last one at the bar with a thirst, yeah

Hard to hate and hard to love, that's right

Open up a can, he don't know how to fight

Yeah, that's whisky and cigarettes on my breath

Bumping an old time panic, you said

And I don't always make it on the Sundays to Jesus

But I've been good in hopes that He smiles when I meet Him

'Cause I'm Southern and it ain't my fault

My daddy came from Louisiana like the hot sauce

Southern and it ain't my fault

Yeah, this is how we roll, baby, this is how we walk

Well my family's full of crazy Cajuns

And from the looks of me, I'd say, well, it's contagious

'Cause I can feel it running down through my blood, yeah

And it feels like a boot, big tires to mud

If you don't like me, that's all right

You can kiss my ass and, honey, I'll get by now

'Cause where I'm from, that's what we do, yeah

If you was born down here, you'd probably do it too

Well, I'm Southern and it ain't my fault

My daddy came from Louisiana like the hot sauce

Southern and it ain't my fault

Yeah, this is how we roll, baby, this is how we walk

Walk all day

I'm a take it or leave it kinda man

Bottle and a smoke in my hand

Sing along if you understand

If you don't, draw a line in the sand

'Cause I'm Southern, yeah

Ooh, yeah, I'm Southern, right

Well, I'm Southern and it ain't my fault

My daddy came from Louisiana like the hot sauce

Southern and it ain't my fault

Yeah, this is how we roll, baby, this is how we walk

Southern and it ain't my fault

My daddy came from Louisiana like the hot sauce

Southern and it ain't my fault

This is how we roll and this is how we walk