New South

Friday morning
 I was down
 At the Starbucks
 Sippin' on a latte
 With the fat left out
 I had a bagel
 And a sudden revelation
 I'm finally living
 In the new south
 They make Mercedes
 Down in Vance, Alabama
 And Tennessee
 Is cranking Nissans out
 I read about it
 In my Wall Street Journal
 We're all living
 In the new south
 They'll valet park you
 At the Galleria
 They'll hang your coat up
 For you at the door
 They'll take your check
 Your MasterCard or Visa
 They love our money
 At those Yankee stores
 It's getting hard to find
 Good grits and gravy
 I know you know
 What I'm talking about
 Well that's the price
 You have to pay
 For progress
 And to be living
 In the new south
 We pulled ourselves up
 Out of Old Man River
 And cut away
 All the kudzu vines
 It took a while
 But I think we made it
 We can finally put
 These blues behind
 We traded in our boots
 For Italian loafers
 And Bichon Frises
 Are our new hounds
 Thanks to Disney World
 And Coca-Cola
 We're finally living
 In the new south
 Y'all come see us
 In the new south