Lyrics
When the south hits you
There ain't nothing you can do
It's now a matter of fact
There ain't no take it backs
We'll never be the same and you're the one to blame
When the south hits you
I guarantee you're gonna lose
Once we go running off the tracks
There ain't no turning back
It's hard to stop a train
When the south hits you
Im the laid back kind
But I got a wild side a mile wide
Oh you think you a big bad bear
Even smokey don’t like wildfires
Don’t provoke me don’t stoke the coals
Or Ill send it all up in smoke
Like a bonfire full of truck tires on a dead end road
I’m an old soul in a new world
Raised up on that rural route
Mind ya manners watch ya mouth
And don’t ask for a handout
Yeah I hear a lotta croakin
Bullfrogs get ate in the south
I ain’t lyin we deep fry em
Better be about what you talk about
This dynamites got a short fuse
Like tannerite next to gas fumes
All I needs a spark
To start to consume them dark parts like a vacuum
So we can either let this go
Or let it grow
But if so on the day that it explodes just know
When the south hits you
There ain't nothing you can do
It's now a matter of fact
There ain't no take it backs
We'll never be the same and you're the one to blame
When the south hits you
I guarantee you're gonna lose
Once we go running off the tracks
There ain't no turning back
It's hard to stop a train
When the south hits you
Once this caboose gets cut loose and running off them tracks
Ain’t anything you can say or do there ain’t no turning back
That cleanup crew better have on their hazmat suits
This derailments gonna cause some ailments
That’ll be passed through ya bloodline
This blood of mine
Is full of fighters fighting for what they believe in
I’ve been tryin to keep it PG
But why when you evidently dont seem to get it
Well lemme tone it down a minute
You are at the find out part of the around
When the south hits you
There ain't nothing you can do
It's now a matter of fact
There ain't no take it backs
We'll never be the same and you're the one to blame
When the south hits you
I guarantee you're gonna lose
Once we go running off the tracks
There ain't no turning back
It's hard to stop a train
When the south hits you
You lose
You lose
You lose
Written by: Charlie Farley, Rich Lafleur, Taylor Ray Holbrook
