Song Length |
3:17 |
Genre |
Country - Rock, Country - General |
Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
Mood |
Glad, Sociable |
Subject |
Life, Home |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
Dirty South
Slow drive into Jacksonville
Goin back to visit kin
Truckstops and trailerparks
And I know Im home again
Poorfolk on the welfare bridge
Fishin for tomorrows meal
Salty air blowin back my hair
Bringin on that muggy feel
Fishcamps, Lil Champs
Burnin hard earned buck
Divebars, racecars
Diesel dually trucks
Take me down to the Dirty South
Mud and marshlands all around
Where my hometown people never let me down
Take me down to the Dirty South
Where freedom cries out strong and loud
I should be ashamed, but Im so damned proud
Pull up to a single-wide
Humble place that I was raised
Weathered faces, sweet ice tea
Mama talks about ole days
Turkey shoots and barbeque
Roastin oysters, chuggin beer
I earned my redwings when I was 10
The day I shot that white tail deer
Slidin pits, chewin dip
Parties in the parkin lots
4X4?s, navy whores
And runnin from the cops
Take me down to the Dirty South
Mud and marshlands all around
Where my hometown people never let me down
Take me down to the Dirty South
Where freedom cries out strong and loud
I should be ashamed, but Im so damned proud
Lord laid his hands on Dixie
Land of hospitality
Runnin right through my veins
And it?s the world to me
Take me down to the Dirty South
Mud and marshlands all around
Where my hometown people never let me down
Take me down to the Dirty South
Where freedom cries out strong and loud
I should be ashamed, but Im so damned proud