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That's What I Like About The South - Bob Willis and his Texas Playboys
Let's go back to Alabamy
Let's go see my dear old Mammy
She's fryin' eggs and cooking hammy
That's what I like about the South
Now there you can make no mistakey
Where those nerves are never shaky
You should taste her layer cakey
That's what I like about the South
She's got baked ribs and candied yams
Sugar-cured Virginia hams
Basement full of those berry jams
An' that's what I like about the South
Hot corn bread and turnip greens
Ham hocks and butter beans
Mardi Gras down in New Orleans
That's what I like 'bout the South
Way down where the cane grows tall
Down where they say"Y'all"
Walk on in with that Southern drawl
Cause that's what I like about the South
There is a place down that called Doo-wah-diddy
But it ain't no town and it ain't no city
We all mighty it shall pretty
That's doo-wah-diddy
Every time I pass your door
You act like you don't want me no more
Why don't you shake that head and sigh
I'll go rackin' right on by
I'm not here to criticize
I'm not here to sympathize
Don't tell me them no good lies
'Cause a lyin' gal like you can devise
That's what I like 'bout the South
