Southern Comfort

Listen to the whistle of the freight train blow

Bound for Chattanooga moving nice and slow

Everybody stops cuz everybody knows

Gotta come on in and say hello

Banjo in the corner by the window shade

Bees just a buzzin round the marmalade

Chickens in the Buick that we took in trade

Ah me...and Southern Comfort

Cement mixer on the limestone hill

Gutters just a hangin now getting their fill

Sing one out loud for ole Uncle Bill

If you don't do it, you know he will

Workin' for a living make you old and grey

Jesus and the preacher make you kneel and pray

All that's left at the end of the day

Just me and Southern Comfort...yeah...me and Southern Comfort

Oohwee baby I tell you no lie

Life is much better under a blue sky

Set a spell now, rest your feet

Now let's go fix us something good to eat

Piece of pecan pie, sweet tea

Lazin' in the sun up by the willow tree

There's a good spot there where I want to be

Ole hound dog and me

Sack full of peaches...the day grows long

Cornbread, molasses and a gospel song

Whose gonna get you all to sing along

Not me...just Southern Comfort

Yeah...me and Southern Comfort baby...yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah...