Southern Raised

Well I'm Alabama born
And I'm Southern raised
Like my catfish fried
And my whiskey aged
And my big ol' knives
And my aim is true
And if you way down South
I bet that you would like it too

Well Grandma's cookin' up black eyed peas
And the pork chops almost done
We been shootin' cans and gettin' tan
Floatin' riverside in the sun
Walkin' through the woods, every second we could
Red dirt underneath my feet
Or puttin' on my boots, gettin' out in the yard
And pickin' peaches off of Grandaddy's tree

I'm Alabama born
And I'm Southern raised
Like my catfish fried
And my whiskey aged
And my big ol' knives
And my aim is true
And if you way down South
I bet that you would like it too

At my Uncle's house, we been sittin' around
Talkin' 'bout the deer he killed
Or with Big Ol' Ed, down at the bar
And he's laughin' at the beer I spilled
My girl is sweet, just like the tea in my cup
Lord knows I wanna quench my thirst
But before I ask for my lady's hand
I got to talk to her daddy first

I'm Alabama born
And I'm Southern raised
Like my catfish fried
And my whiskey aged
And my big ol' knives
And my aim is true
And if you way down South
I bet that you would like it too

Where I come from, we hold the door
And we always say "yes ma'am"
Sittin' with our folks, on a big ol' porch man
Underneath a ceiling fan
The pine trees are tall, and we been singin' songs
And my cousin brought down some 'shine
Stay for a spell, 'cause it's hot as hell
And 'cause you a friend of mine

I'm Alabama born
And I'm Southern raised
Like my catfish fried
And my whiskey aged
And my big ol' knives
And my aim is true
And if you way down South
I bet that you would like it too

I'm Alabama born
And I'm Southern raised
Like my catfish fried
And my whiskey aged
And my big ol' knives
And my aim is true
And if you way down South
I bet that you would like it too