Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Son Of The South, artist - Molly Hatchet. Date of issue: 20.08.2007
Song language: English
Son Of The South |
| Racing down the river, crossroads to Lake Shore Drive |
| Moving on the fire line, keeping it high and dry |
| Sharp as a straight edge razor |
| Quick as a switchblade knife |
| I’ll be pushing it to the limit, baby |
| Till I get to the sweet Southside |
| Baby, what a ride |
| (Hell yeah) son of the south, I walk it tall and wear it proud |
| (Hell yeah) son of the south, let me hear you say it loud |
| (Hell yeah) son of the south, sweet potato pie and hush my mouth |
| (Hell yeah) son of the south, I like my women southern style, hell yeah |
| A full moon risin' up in the sky, hot damn, it’s Friday night |
| I got four on the floor and a 357 baby, in a four wheel drive |
| Let’s live till tomorrow mornin' |
| Then we’ll get some rest |
| Lets running it see what happens, baby |
| Yes and that will be the test |
| (Hell yeah) son of the south, I walk it tall and wear it proud |
| (Hell yeah) son of the south, let me hear you say it loud |
| (Hell yeah) son of the south, sweet potato pie and hush my mouth |
| (Hell yeah) son of the south, I like my women southern style, hell yeah |
| Coming into the St. Johns River, coming in out of the fog |
| Got troubles, damn I’m wide ass open, I’m running like a scalded dog |
| Tonight is made for living, I ain’t dead just yet |
| If I don’t see your face on the Southside, trouble’s what you gonna get |
| Sharp as a straight edge razor |
| Quick as a switchblade knife |
| I’m proud to be a son of the south |
| Till the day I die, there ain’t no doubt |
| (Hell yeah) son of the south, I walk it tall and wear it proud |
| (Hell yeah) son of the south, let me hear you say it loud |
| (Hell yeah) son of the south, sweet potato pie and hush my mouth |
| (Hell yeah) son of the south, I like my women southern style |
| (Hell yeah) son of the south, I walk it tall and wear it proud |
| (Hell yeah) son of the south, let me hear you say it loud |
| (Hell yeah) son of the south, sweet potato pie and hush my mouth |
| (Hell yeah) son of the south, I like my women southern style |