Southern Accents

There's a southern accent, where I come from

The young 'uns call it country, the yankees call it dumb

I got my own way of talking, but everything gets done

With a southern accent, where I come from

Now that drunk tank in Atlanta, is just a motel room to me

Think I might go work Orlando, if them orange groves don't freeze

Got my own way of working, but everything is run

With a southern accent, where I come from

For just a minute there I was dreaming

For just a minute it was all so real

For just a minute she was standing there, with me

There's a dream I keep having, where my momma comes to me

And kneels down over by the window, and says a prayer for me

Got my own way of praying, but everything one's begun

With a southern accent, where I come from

Got my own way of living, but everything is done

With a southern accent, where I come from