somewhere south

i think about blazing heat, i think about small talk, i think about the trash piling up in the back of a truck on cinder blocks, i think about lawn chairs, watermelon on a paper plate, i think about tea in a pitcher on a porch that's drowning in sugar cane, oh i think i need to catch a plane, somewhere south, where when they open that smile, they smile, that long, slow drawl falls out, where i can be me getting lost in a sea of a down home crowd, oh, i gotta get back down, somewhere south, i think about stars and bars, i think about stubborn pride, and fighting over fords and chevy's, a war damn eagle, or a crimson tide, and i think about amazing grace, and i think about raising hell, how walking that line's a bitch, cause every momma's gotta switch in the bible belt, oh i think i need to find myself, somewhere south, where when they open that smile, they smile, that long, slow drawl falls out, where i can be me getting lost in a sea of a down home crowd, oh, i gotta get back down, somewhere south, like kudzu on those pines my heart stays wrapped around, my roots my truth my boots, they miss their stomping grounds, think they wanna run right now, somewhere south, i think about a pretty girl, wearing my grandma's ring, and i think about a baby boy, carrying on my grandpa's name, and i think i wanna plant that dream, somewhere south, somewhere south, somewhere south