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 hell in a fight

Yeah, that's whiskey and cigarettes on my breath
Or better than an old Tom Petty cassette
And I don't always make it on Sundays to Jesus
But I do good and hopes that he smiles when I mean it
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
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 feels like a boot and big tires to mud

If you don't like me, that's alright
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
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

I'm a take it or leave it kind of man
A bottle and a smoke and a light
Sing along if you understand
If you don't draw a line in the sand
Cause I'm southern, yeah
Ooh, yeah, I'm southern
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

Southern
And it ain't my fault
My daddy came from Louisiana
Like the hot sauce
Southern
And it ain't my fault
This is how we roll
This is how we roll