That's What I Like About the South (Live)

Take me back to Alabamy?
Take me to see my dear old granny
Fryin' eggs and coking hammy
That's what I like about the South

Now you can't make no mistakey
And your nerves are never shaky
Used to taste her layer of cakey
That's what I like about the South

She's got baked ribs and candied dears
Sugar-cured Virginia hams
Cellar full of those berry jams
An' that's what I like about the South

I like corn bread and butter beans
Ham hocks and turnip greens
Body ground in New Orleans
That's what I like about the South

Here comes parson with all the news
Box back coat with button shoes
All paid up with his union dues
And that's what I like about the South

There's a place down south called Dowadiddy
It ain't no town and it ain't no city
Sure, it's pretty
Dowadiddy

Take me back to Alabamy?
Take me to see my hero granny
Brownies, cookies and hammy
That's what I like about the South