Southern Boy

Well it's easy for a country boy to be misunderstood
 When the honky tonks are jumping and the girls are looking good
 Yeah, I get excited and some people think I'm rude
 It's the way my daddy raised me it's my rebel attitude
 CHORUS:
 I'm a southern boy
 Southern born and bred
 I've got Sweet Home Alabama buzzing all around in my head
 I'm right at home in Georgia or down in Caroline
 Yeah I'd be happy anywhere below that Mason-Dixon line
 A working and a sweating 'til I hear that whistle blow
 Country rock a cooking on my pick-up radio
 I rush home for a shower and put on my dancing shoes
 I get the Friday fever and the Sunday morning blues
 I'm a southern boy
 I like a rowdy crowd
 Put Bocephus on the jukebox and turn that sucker way up loud
 Don't need a reservation
 We're just a-having fun
 Yeah it's party time in Dixie
 Ya'll just come on down and get ya some
 From Rockingham to Birmingham
 Mobile to New Orleans
 Jacksonville to Copper Hill
 Pike to Bowling Green
 Layfayette to Somerset
 Boone to Rocky Mount
 If you don't live in Dixie then
 You're only camping out
 I'm a southern boy
 I say my sirs and m'ams
 I'm kinda rough around the edges but I'm mighty proud of who I am
 Roll on Mississippi rock on Tennessee
 If it was good enough for Elvis you know it's good enough for me
 I said, if it was good enough for Elvis you know it's good enough for me
 Well if the King was crazy 'bout it then you know it's good enough for me