Sweet and Sunny South

Sweet & Sunny South

Well, the chicken is a-fryin’
The humidity is risin’
In the sweet and sunny south where I was born

Moss on the magnolia
And it’s grits and not granola
In the sweet and sunny south where I was born

Where I was born
Where I was born
Oh, the sweet and sunny south where I was born

Where we love our musicians
And our fascist politicians
In the sweet and sunny south where I was born

Well, that greasy food is endless
You could slap yo’ mama senseless
In the po’ defenseless south where I was born

Where congressmen are creepy
And apologize to BP
In the sweet and sunny south where I was born

Where I was born…

Where it’s grits and not granola
And they know it from Shine-Ola
In the sweet and sunny south where I was born

Oh, I love it and I hate it
Every now and then berate it
Oh, the sweet and sunny south where I was born

Every now and then I dis it
Oh but when I leave I miss it
Oh, the sweet and sunny south where I was born

Where I was born…

Where Washington and Lee
Can’t get married legally
In the sweet and sunny south where I was born

But they laugh at my bad jokin’
And the circle’s still unbroken
In the sweet and sunny south where I was born