| Southern nights are sippin on Henny
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| Southern nights are rolling up that good
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| Southern nights are hot sticky and muggy
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| Doublewide tucked in the woods
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| Southern nights are pitchforks and gravel
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| Southern nights are shooting cans of beer
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| Southern nights are chasing them donkies
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| Bitch why don’t you and your girl get over here
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| The Southern moon exposes killers
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| The Southern moon is hot like fire
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| The Southern moon it knows our weakness
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| Trips you up like chicken wire
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| Southern nights are warm and sticky
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| Southern nights are swampy and loud
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| Southern nights are home to the Skarcrow
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| Posted up under the moon and proud
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| Won’t you take me back to the dark so pitch black
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| Most can’t see where we at it’s where i’m happy
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| Southern nights are tipped back on SoCo
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| Southern nights are flippin off the PoPo
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| Southern nights are cruising in a big block
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| Foot to the floor quarter miles in a parking lot
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| Southern nights are hunting chickens with a spotlight
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| Southern nights are shooting up a stop sign
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| Southern nights are trolling in the pitch black
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| Out on the lake with a six pack laid back
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| The Southern air stings with mosquitoes
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| The Southern air intoxicating
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| The Southern air gets hard to breathe though
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| Shot gun blasts with crazies chasing
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| Won’t you take me back to the dark so pitch black
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| Most can’t see where we at it’s where i’m happy
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| It’s where I am one with this land I’ve become
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| Take me home take me back it’s where I’m happy
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| Southern nights are going to the dope house
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| Southern nights are gotta take the short route
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| Southern nights are chasing that rabbit
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| Blows to the nose and you know you gotta have it
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| Southern nights are your bitch giving you skins
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| Southern nights are your finger in her best friend
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| Southern nights are getting head on a dirt road
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| If she ain’t down she can walk her ass home
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| The Southern mud will tap your luck
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| The Southern mud will trap you shut
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| The Southern mud will snatch you up
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| Some say that’s why it’s red like blood
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| Southern nights are drunk in the Waffle House
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| Southern nights are fucked up so we wild and loud
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| Southern nights are sun up when we get up
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| Take your ass to sleep cause we gotta do it all again
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| Won’t you take me back to the dark so pitch black
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| Most can’t see where we at it’s where i’m happy
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| It’s where I am one with this land I’ve become
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| Take me home take me back it’s where I’m happy
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| Knee deep in the swamps far from any others it’s where i’m happy
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| Underneath the trees where the green roof covers it’s where I’m happy
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| Where it gets so dark you don’t know if you’re still alive it’s where I’m Happy
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| Please let me die under dark southern skies it’s where I’m happy |