Southern

We love Burt Reynolds in Cannonball Run

John Wayne ridin' into the sun

Richard Petty in pole position

The dirty version of "Family Tradition"

Mama's in the kitchen, hummin' along

To a hymn that you learn that you sing on Sunday

Daddy's in the back throwin' a ball

To a kid with a dream of the big leagues one day

Southern

Southern

It's more than just magnolias and a slower pace of livin'

It's knowin' who you are and what you do with what you're given

People say that we were raised a way that may seem stubborn

It's just southern

Southern

We love sweet tea from a mason jar

Porch swing pickin' on an old guitar

Cane pole fishin' with a cricket on a hook

A Colonel Tom Kelly book may look a little bit

Southern

It's more than just magnolias and a slower pace of livin'

It's knowin' who you are and what you do with what you're given

People say that we were raised a way that may seem stubborn

It's just southern

Southern

Mm

It ain't the cliches, it ain't the jokes

It ain't the drawl when you talk to folks

By the grace of God, we love one another

Ain't no room for hate

No, that ain't my southern