Head South

Head south in the mornin' Just take off with no warnin' Tell your boss you need a change of scene Head south if you're feelin' Your homesick heart is reelin' An' get yourself a bowl of butter beans Anywhere east of the Rio Grande Get you a cane pole in your hand Fry a mess of fish up on the bank You cross that Mason-Dixon line Leave your cares an' worries behind Sit out under a Willow tree an' think Head south, are you listenin'? You don't know what you're missin' From Virgina shores to the Gulf of Mexico Well, head south to Kentucky Blue Ridge Mountains if you're lucky From the Florida Keys to the banks of the Ohio (Ohio) You will feel the heart of Texas swing Dixieland down in New Orleans Delta blues on the side of a riverbank Your Country Soul down in Tennessee An' that Mountain Music's all right by me Hot Jambalaya, you're in the land of Hank Oh, hit it Tickle that ivory, yeah, aw, yeah Mmm, mm, that's alright Oh yeah Head south, good God Almighty Ain't the thought of it excitin'? Crab cakes, corn bread, craw fish an' barbecue Head south, horn of plenty For the few an' the many All the south is missin', man, is you, yeah All the south is missin', man, is you (Da, da, da, da, da, da) Aw, hah