That's What I Like About The South

That's What I Like About The South - Phil Harris

Won't you come with me to Alabamy

Let's go see my dear old mammy

She's frying eggs and broiling hammy

That's what I like about the south

Now there you can make no mistaky

Where those nerves are never shaky

Ought to taste her layer cakey

That's what I like about the south

She's got big ribs and candied yams

Oh sugar cured Virginia hams

Basements full of those berry jams

And that's what I like about the south

Hot cornbread and black-eyed peas

You can eat as much as you please

'Cause It's never out of season

That's what I like about the south

Ah don't take one have two

They're bark brown and chocolate too

Suits me they must suit you

'Cause that's what I like about the south

It's a way way down

Where the cane grows tall

Down where they say you all

Walk on in with that southern drawl

'Cause that's what I like about the south

Sit down where they have

Those pretty queens keep a dreaming

Those dreamy dreams

Well let's sip that absinthe in New Orleans

And that's what I like about the south

Here come ole Bob with all the news

Got the box back coat and the button shoes

Well he's all caught up with his union dues

And that's what I like about the south

Here come ole Roy down the street

Ho can't you hear those scuffling feet

He would rather sleep than eat

And tha tha tha that's

What I like about the south

Now every time I pass your door

You act like you don't want me no more

Why don't you shake your head and sigh

And I'll go walking right on by

Gone on on and on and on

Honey when you tell me that you love me

Then how come you close your eyes

Did I tell you about the place

Called Do I ditty

It ain't no town and it ain't no city

It's just awful small but awful pretty

With Do I ditty

I didn't come here to critisize

I'm not here to sympathize

But don't call me those no good lies

Cause a lying gal I do despise

You love me like I love you

Send me fifty PDQ

Roses are red and violets are pink

I'll get that good ole fifty I don't think

She's got back bones and buttered beans

Ham hocks and turnip greens

You and me in New Oleans

And that's what I like about the south