Lyrics
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 talkin'
But everything is done. with a southern accent
Where I come from-
Now that drunk tank in Atlanta's
Just a motel room to me
Think I might go work Orlando
If them orange groves don't freeze
I got my own way of workin'
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 were all so real
For just a minute she was standing there. with me
There's a dream I keep having
Where my mama comes to me
And she kneels down over by the window
And says a prayer for me
I got my own way of prayin'
But everyone's begun
With a southern accent
Where I come from-
I got my own way of livin'
But everything gets done
With southern accent
Where I come from
