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Charlie Farley

Southern Boy

 

Southern Boy

(album: Dirt Road Revival - 2021)


Southern breed
Southern raised
Southern to the bone
Riding late on this one lane
Dust follow me home
Alone but I'm not lonely
It's the only way I know
Cause I'm a southern boy
A fishing, hunting boy
Ain't scared of nothing boy, yeah, that's how it goes

Gimme a gun and let this hound dog hunt
Let me have fun until my time comes
Cause I love put a striking on a
Cranking ditches and humps
From bended knees thanking God
For letting me be where I'm from
I'm a southern boy with a whole lot of toys
And I'm tuning out the noise
From those who don't understand
That I'm just a simple man with a little land
Who you can disagree with but
Best believe he don't give a damn
Now I'm too stuck in my ways to change
But it ain't because I can't
I could if I wanted to but I don't therefore I ain't
Gimme that stiff drank and a truck in the hills with chipped paint
Duck call on the rearview and a full tank, yeah
I think that's paradise

Southern breed
Southern raised
Southern to the bone
Riding late on this one lane
Dust follow me home
Alone but I'm not lonely
It's the only way I know
Cause I'm a southern boy
A fishing, hunting boy
Ain't scared of nothing boy, yeah, that's how it goes

Yeah, I've been stretched like barded wire left out to dry
Doused in gas thrown in the fire but now you see it in my eyes
You ain't never gonna stop me, call me rocky
I may be cocky but it's probably from
Being pulled through the bullshit
And then harden like concrete
I'm country as sweet tea
Sweet peas or string beans
And honestly without them roots
There ain't no telling where I would be
I'm proudest anybody could be in my home cause
We're taught a whole lot about left from right
Up and down and right from wrong, I'd rather roll alone
Then roll with a whole bunch of folks and feel alone

Southern breed
Southern raised
Southern to the bone
Riding late on this one lane
Dust follow me home
Alone but I'm not lonely
It's the only way I know
Cause I'm a southern boy
A fishing, hunting boy
Ain't scared of nothing boy, yeah, that's how it goes

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