Dirty South

Come with me, come with me
Gotta get back to Dixie
There’s something about this place
That won’t let my mind erase
Please don’t forget my face
Take care of her while I’m gone
And I get back where I belong
To the place of open arms
Love, warmth, and no harm
The weather’s predicting sunshine
Down Byrd Street to Pipeline and I’m fine
Everybody knows everybody
Everybody calls you friend
95 south to Richmond
Where the «Dirty South» begins
Our river is still flowing east
From the mountains to Virginia Beach
I know I’ll never be alone
In my home sweet home