Southern Accents

There’s a southern accent
Where I come from
The young’uns call it country
The Yankees call it dumb
I got my own way of talking
But everything is done
With a southern accent
Where I come from
Now that drunk-tank in Atlanta
Was just a motel room to me
Think I might go work Orlando
If them orange groves don’t freeze
I’ve got my own way of working
But everything is run
With a southern accent
Where I come from
For just a minute there I was dreaming
For just a minute it was all so real
For just a minute she was standing there
With me
There’s a dream I that I keep having
Where my mama comes to me
And she kneels down over by the window
And says a prayer for me
I got my own way of praying
And everyone’s begun
With a southern accent
Where I come from
We have our own way of living
But everything is done
With a southern accent
Where I come from