That's What I Like About The South
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Let's go see my dear old mamy
Fryin' eggs and cookin' hammy
That's what I like about the South
"She's got baked ribs and candied yams
Sugar-cured Virginia hams
Basement full of those berry jams
And that's what I like about the South
"Ham hocks and turnip greens
Hog jowls and butter beans
Mardi Gras down in New Orleans
That's what I like about the South
"Down where the trees grow tall
Where everybody says y'all
Walk on in with that Southern drawl
And that's what I like about the South
"Here comes old Parson with all the news
Boxback coat and button shoes
All paid up with his union dues
That's what I like about the South
"Did I tell you about the place called Doo-wah-diddy
But it ain't no town and it ain't no city
It's awful small but it's mighty pretty
That's what I like about the South
"Well I'm not here to criticise
I'm not here to sympathise
But don't tell me them no good lies
Cause a lyin' gal like you can devise
"Every time I pass your door
You act like you don't want me no more
You just raise your head and sigh
Well I'm gonna trackin' right on by
"And that's what I like about the South"
F. C. Jameson
When I was growing up, we heard Phil Harris sing that on TV quite
often.
Here's a couple verses from one I liked in that same decade.
Golden Rocket by Hank Snow:
That old conductor, he seemed to know
You'd done me wrong, I was feelin' low
For he yelled aloud, "We're over that Dixon Line"
The brakeman started singing a song
Said "You're worried now, but it won't be long
This Golden Rocket is leavin' your blues behind."
Then the porter yelled with his southern drawl
Let's "rise and shine, good mornin', you-all"
And I sprang to my feet to greet the new-born day
When I kissed my baby in the station door
That whistle blew like it never before
On the Golden Rocket that rolled my blues away.