paroles de chanson That's What I Like 'Bout the South - Asleep at the Wheel

Let′s go down to Alabama
Let's go see my dear old mama
Fryin′ eggs and cookin' hammy
That's what I like ′bout the South
She′s got baked ribs and candied yams
Sugar-cured Virginia hams
Basement full of those berry jams
And that's what I like about the South
Ham hocks and turnip greens
Hog jolls and butter beans
Mardi Gras down in New Orleans
That′s what I like 'bout the South
Down where the trees grow tall
Where everybody says y′all
Walk on in with that Southern drawl
And that's what I like about the South
Jazz
Wah
And what?
Alabama
Mississippi
Tennessee
Louisiana
Texas
Here comes old Parson with all the news
Box back coat and button shoes
All paid up with his union dues
That′s what I like 'bout the South
Did I tell you about the place called "Doo-wah-diddy"?
But it ain't no town, and it ain′t no city
It′s awful small but it's mighty pretty
Doo-wah-diddy
Well, I′m not here to criticize
I'm not here to sympathize
But don′t tell me them no good lies
'Cause a lyin′ gal like you can devise
Every time I pass your door
You act like you don't want me no more
You just raise your head and sigh
Well, I'm gonna trackin′ right on by
On by
Woo
Ah
Do you want s′more?
Alright
Yeah
That's what I like about the South