southern thing remix

[Intro]

Yeah, it’s a Southern thang, baby

Raised on them backroads

Moonshine in my blood

Let's get it

 

[Verse 1]

Cruisin' down the dirt roads, dust kickin' up high,

Truck bed full of buddies, beneath the southern sky.

Bonfires burnin' bright, nights full of rebel pride,

With a six-string playin', life’s a hell of a ride.

 

Raised on grits and gravy, mama’s cookin' on the stove,

Huntin' deer in the fall, fishin' lines off the cove.

Sweet tea in my cup, whiskey sippin’ on the side,

In the heart of Dixie, where the soul comes alive.

 

[Chorus]

It’s a Southern thang, y'all wouldn’t understand,

From the fields to the rivers, to the red clay land.

With a shotgun in the rack, and a flag on the wall,

In the South, we stand tall, we’ll never fall.

 

[Verse 2]

Saturday nights at the bar, with a country band playin’ loud,

Boots stompin’ on the floor, feelin’ damn proud.

Mud on my tires, got that Southern mud charm,

Livin’ life wild and free, on granddaddy’s farm.

 

Cowboys and cowgirls, ridin’ under the stars,

Trucks lined up, we’re drinkin’ from mason jars.

Tattoos and tan lines, it’s how we roll,

From the backwoods to the bayou, it’s in our soul.

 

[Chorus]

It’s a Southern thang, y'all wouldn’t understand,

From the fields to the rivers, to the red clay land.

With a shotgun in the rack, and a flag on the wall,

In the South, we stand tall, we’ll never fall.

 

[Bridge]

From the Blue Ridge to the Delta, from the Smokies to the shore,

Southern pride runs deep, it's what we live for.

Whether city or country, it’s in our veins,

A Southern thang forever, like an unbroken chain.

 

[Verse 3]

Kicked back in a hammock, with a guitar in hand,

Playin’ songs 'bout home, in this Southern band.

Cornbread and catfish, life’s simple and sweet,

In the land of the free, with the rhythm of the beat.

 

Nashville nights and Georgia pines,

Louisiana nights, sippin’ on moonshine.

From the Carolina coast to the Texas plains,

It’s a Southern thang, and it’ll never change.

 

[Chorus]

It’s a Southern thang, y'all wouldn’t understand,

From the fields to the rivers, to the red clay land.

With a shotgun in the rack, and a flag on the wall,

In the South, we stand tall, we’ll never fall.

 

[Outro]

So raise your glass, and sing along,

To the Southern spirit, forever strong.

It’s a Southern thang, in our hearts and minds,

From the past to the future, we’re one of a kind.