There was a thread a week or so ago here in the lounge asking what do you like about "down south."
Should I seek counseling?
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Phil Harris - THAT'S WHAT I LIKE ABOUT THE SOUTH
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JGsz7kJR9U0Lets go down to Alabammy
Let's go see my dear ol' mammy
She's fryin' eggs and broilin' hammy
That's what I like about the South
Why there you can make no mistakey
Where your nerves are never shaky
Ought to taste her layer cakey
That's what I like about the South
She's got baked ribs and candied yams
Those sugar cured Virginia hams
Basement full of those berry jams
And that's what I like about the South
She's got hot corn bread and black eyed peas
eat as much as you please
'Cause it's never out of season
That's what I like about the South
Don't take one, have two
They're dark brown and chocolate, too
Suits me, they must suit you
'Cause that's what I like about the South
It's away way down where the cane grows tall
Down where they say "you all"
Walk on in with that southern drawl
'Cause that's what I like about the South
It's Down where they have those pretty queens
dreamin' those dreamy dreams
Let's sip that absinthe in New Orleans
That's what I like about the South
Here come ol' Bob with all the news
Boxback coat and the button shoes
All paid up with his union dues
And that's what I like about the South
Here come ol' Roy down the street
Oh, can't you hear those scufflin' feet
He would rather sleep than eat
And that's what I like about the South
Now every time I pass your door
You act like you don't want me no more
Why don't you shake that head and sigh
and I can truck it right on by.
Gone on
Gone on
Honey, when you tell me that you love me
How come you close your eyes?
Did I tell you 'bout the place called Doo Wah Ditty?
It ain't no town and it ain't no city
Just awful small, but awful pretty
Just Doo Wah Ditty
Now I'm not here to criticize
I'm not here to sympathize
But don't tell me those nogood lies
'Cause a lyin' gal I do despise
If you love me like I love you
send me 50, P.D.Q.
Roses are red, and the violets are pink
I'll get all fifty... I don't think
She's got backbones and turnip greens
ham hocks and butter beans
You and me and New Orleans
And that's what I like about the South
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