Southern Son

I'm a Southern son, no matter where I run

Another Dixie Child, Mississippi River wild

I'm a Southern son, baptized in his crimson mud

I'll always claim the ground where I come from, I'm a Southern son

I'm a try and rise above her, I'm a keeper of my brother

My mother, now that Daddy's gone

I'm a cusser, I'm a prayer, I'm a get-in-my-wayer

I'm stubborn as a day is long

Had to pay a little bail at the Macon County jail when my buddy lost a barroom fight

I'm a mover, I'm a shaker, I'm a pour-a-shot-and-taker

At the end of every day and night

I'm a Southern son, no matter where I run

Another Dixie Child, Mississippi River wild

I'm a Southern son, baptized in his crimson mud

I'll always claim the ground where I come from, 'cause I'm a Southern son

Her blue eyes called me up in BC, worked her northern magic on me

Had to say goodbye to being free

Someday, I'll probably take her hand, sink some roots down in the sand

In Georgia or Tennessee

'Cause I'm a Southern son, no matter where I run

Another Dixie Child, Mississippi River wild

Yeah, I'm a Southern son, baptized in his crimson mud

I'll always claim the ground where I come from, 'cause I'm a Southern son

Yeah, son

Yeah, son

Yeah, son

I've been a loner on my own, a damn rolling stone

Kind of feeling like those days are gone

Traveled on the gravel all around this world

Think it's time I go and raise me one

Son

A little Southern son

Yeah, son

A little Southern son