Southern Accents

There's a southern accent
Where I come from
The young'uns call it country
The Yankees call it dumb

I got my own way of talkin'
But everything is done
With a southern accent
Where I come from

Now that drunk tank in Atlanta
Was just a motel room to me
I think I might go work Orlando
If them orange groves don't freeze

I've got my own way of workin'
But everything is run
With a southern accent
Where I come from

For just a minute there
I was dreaming
For just a minute
It was all so real
For just a minute
She was standing there
With me

There's a dream that I keep having
From where my mama comes to me
And she kneels down over by the window
And says a prayer for me

I got my own way of prayin'
And everyone's begun
With a southern accent
Where I come from

We have our own way of livin'
And everything is done
With a southern accent
Where I come from



Credits
Writer(s): Bob Mcdill, Ronny Scaife
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