I'm Southern

Well, I'm the first one to say ladies first. Last one at the bar with a thirst, Yeah. Hard to hate and hard to love, that's right. Open up a can of you in a fight. Yeah, that's whiskey and cigarettes on my breath. Bumping an old Tom Petty cassette. And I don't always make it on Sunday to Jesus. But I do good and hope said he Smiles when I meet him. 'Cause I'm southern and it ain't my fault. My daddy came from Louisiana like the hot sauce. Southern and it ain't my fault. Yeah, this is how we roll, baby, this is How we roll. Well, my family's full of crazy Cajuns. And from the looks of me, you'd say, well, It's contagious. 'Cause I can feel it running down Through my blood, yeah. And it fits like a boot and big tires For mud. And if you don't like me, that's All right. You can kiss my ass and honey, I'll get By now. 'Cause where I'm from, that's what we Do, yeah. If you was born down here, You'd probably do it too. Well, I'm southern and it ain't my fault. My daddy came from Louisiana like the hot sauce. Southern and it ain't my fault. Yeah, this is how we roll, baby, this is How we roll. Well, go on now. I'm a take it or leave it kind of Man. Bottle and a smoke in my hand. Sing along if you understand. If you don't, draw a line in the sand. 'Cause I'm southern. Ooh, yeah, I'm southern, right. Well, I'm southern and it ain't my fault. My daddy came from Louisiana like the hot sauce. Southern and ain't my fault. Yeah, this is how we roll, baby, this is How we roll. Southern and it ain't my fault. My daddy came from Louisiana like the hot sauce. Southern it ain't my fault. This is how we roll and this is how We roll.