That's What I Like About the South

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