Southern Ways

I still open doors

And I say “Yes mam”

Some say that’s old fashioned

But that’s just who I am

If a lady’s standing

I’ll offer my seat

I look in the eye and shake the hand

Of any gentleman that I meet

Some say that I’m a dying breed

But there ain’t no way I’m changing my creed

Yeah I know it ain’t the good ole days

But I’m still trying to live

By them Southern Ways

Coffee in the morning

Whiskey at night

Nothing is impossible

With the way, truth, and the life

If Mama fixed it

It’s gonna be good

If we go out, I’ll pay the tab

Just like a real man should

You ain’t nothing without integrity

And it’s harder to find good company

Well I know it ain’t the good ole days

But I’m still trying to live by them Southern Ways

Well you’re calling it quits

Say you’re sick of it

You think that I’m backwards

Well, maybe I am a bit

Well it breaks my heart

But what can I do

Except sip on No.7 and say

So long to you

Cause if you’re looking for the modern kind

It’s best that you just leave me behind

It’s all deep inside of me

And I cannot change

My Southern Ways