Alabama - When It All Goes South Lyrics
(John Jarvis ) Itll creep up on you like a kudzu vine Even miles above the Mason-Dixon line Til one day youre craving hominy grits And scanning the jukebox for George Jones hits Drinkin Jack Black tryin to kick back 'til the condos looking like a shotgun shack youll be one of us no matter where youre at When it all goes south When it all goes south Youll be drivin around on a John Deere tractor When it all goes south Wearing baseball caps but they wont be backwards When it all goes south It really dont matter what state youre in Someday the souths gonna rise again Theres a Wall Street wonderboy Sittin up north Throwing darts like a monkey at a stock report Got two homes, car loans, in debt And his third divorce aint even final yet Traded his MBA for a SUV on a backwoods road in Tennessee Cause Manhattan aint the place to be When it all goes south When it all goes south With the live oak trees and the sweet magnolias When it all goes south Eatin moon pies , drinking RC colas When it all goes south It really dont matter what state youre in One day the souths gonna rise again Vicksburg, Birmingham, Natchez and Savannah, Panama City Yall sure look pretty in the sunshine Getting dixiefried Get yourself some rebel pride When it all goes south Where the fogs as thick as Mississippi mud When it all goes south Youll be singing the blues cause its in your blood It really dont matter what state youre in Someday the souths gonna rise again When it all goes south
