When It All Goes South - Extended Version

It'll creep up on you like a kudzu vine
 Even miles above the Mason-Dixon line
 'Til one day you're craving hominy grits
 And scanning the jukebox for George Jones hits
 Drinkin' Jack Black tryin' to kick back
 'Til the condo's looking like a shotgun shack
 You'll be one of us no matter where you're at
 When it all goes south
 (You'll be drivin' around on a John Deere tractor)
 When it all goes south
 (Wearing baseball caps but they won't be backwards)
 Now it really don't matter what state you're in
 One day the south's gonna rise again
 
 There's a Wall Street wonderboy sittin' up north
 Throwing darts like a monkey at a stock report
 He's got two homes, car loans, in debt
 And his third divorce ain't even final yet
 Traded his MBA for a SUV
 On a backwoods road down in Tennessee
 'Cause man Manhattan ain't the place to be
 When it all goes south
 (With the live oak trees and the sweet magnolias)
 When it all goes south
 (Eatin' moon pies, drinking RC colas)
 Now it really don't matter what state you're in
 Someday the south's gonna rise again
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 Vicksburg, Birmingham, Natchez
 And Savannah, Panama City
 Y'all sure look pretty in the sunshine
 Gettin' dixiefried
 Get yourself some rebel pride
 When it all goes south
 (Where the fog's as thick as Mississippi mud)
 When it all goes south
 (You'll be singing the blues 'cause it's in your blood)
 Now it really don't matter what state you're in
 One day the south's gonna rise again
 When it all goes south
 (You'll be drivin' around on a John Deere tractor)
 When it all goes south
 (Wearing baseball caps but they won't be backwards)
 When it all goes south
 (With the live oak trees and the sweet magnolias)
 When it all goes south
 (Eatin' moon pies, drinking RC colas)
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 Vicksburg, Birmingham, Natchez
 And Savannah, Panama City
 Y'all sure look pretty in the sunshine
 Gettin' dixiefried
 Get yourself some rebel pride
 When it all goes south
 (Where the fog's as thick as Mississippi mud)
 When it all goes south
 (You'll be singing the blues 'cause it's in your blood)
 Now it really don't matter what state you're in
 One day the south's gonna rise again
 When it all goes south
 (You'll be drivin' around on a John Deere tractor)
 When it all goes south
 (Wearing baseball caps but they won't be backwards)
 When it all goes south
 (With the live oak trees and the sweet magnolias)
 When it all goes south
 (Eatin' moon pies, drinking RC colas)
 When it all goes south
 (Where the fog's as thick as Mississippi mud)
 When it all goes south
 (You'll be singing the blues 'cause it's in your blood)
 When it all goes south
 (You'll be drivin' around on a John Deere tractor)
 When it all goes south
 (Wearing baseball caps but they won't be backwards)
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 When it all goes south
 (Where the fog's as thick as Mississippi mud)
 When it all goes south
 (You'll be singing the blues 'cause it's in your blood)
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 When it all goes south