Greg Dillard - Southern Thing Lyrics

Well it's time for the weekend, bes' be believin', we're gonna turn it loose
Been having problems with the boss man, probably gonna get canned
So what's the use?
But it's alright because tonight I'm going to see my baby
And I'm on my way

Couldn't get to that pasture, any faster, gonna play in the hay
Then we're gonna' start drinkin', morals start sinkin'
That's all I have to say
Oh Lord forgive me for I know exactly what I do, and honey so do you

This is how we do it, down and dirty, we talk with a twang
No, we're not perfect, but we talk to Jesus all the say
That's why we're proud to claim, it's a southern thing

Gonna' hang with my buddies, get our tires muddy, lock the 4-wheel drive
Look at Johnny, he done got stuck, thinking he could run amuck
I hope his ego survives
He'll be reminded of this day, but we won't rub it in too bad
Only a couple times a day
Come Sunday I'll be sitting, front row repenting, singing with the choir
Then my mind starts driftin', thinking about the weekend,
I hope I don't catch fire
I get this feeling that the preacher's staring right at me
Well I am dating his daughter

This is how we do it, down and dirty, we talk with a twang
No, we're not perfect, but we talk to Jesus all the say
That's why we're proud to claim, it's a southern thing

This is how we do it, down and dirty, we talk with a twang
No, we're not perfect, but we talk to Jesus all the say
That's why we're proud to claim, it's a southern thing