Whiskey Myers - Mud

Deep Down in the South

down here in the southland,
they got that muscle shoals
cornbread and catfish and cane poles
them delta blues still kicked out on transistor radios
raised on love of jesus and rock n' roll

ain't no doubt about it now,
i love it deep down in the south
and it's calling me now, deep down in the south

granny's in the kitchen cooking mustard greens
magnolias bloomin' muscadine and pine trees
them boys down in a pasture drinking homemade shine
rolling up a fatty with trouble on their mind

kinda feels like heaven shining down

back there in big thicket,
you can hear an old hound dog moan
it's that same ol' lonesome sound
that keeps calling me home

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Writer(s): Cody Bryan Cannon
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