"Down South" lyrics - THE RED CLAY STRAYS

I've swung through the concrete jungle many a time or two
I've had all kinds of trouble with some folks, yes, it's true
Once I start talkin', and they get amused
Start making all kinds of judgments, thinkin' I'm a fool

[Chorus:]
Calm yourself down, mister, I ain't plannin' on stickin' around
I only want to play my music, then I'm headin' back down south

I've been to London, Ireland, and Germany
I've had folks that would shake my hand, and some that hated me
Good ones and bad ones, most folks, they are fine
But most folks are nicer to me south of the Mason-Dixon Line

[Chorus:]
All this hustlin', and runnin' and gunnin', jumpin' from town to town
It's been real nice to see your city, but Lord, I'm headin' back down south

South Alabama is where I belong
That place got a hook in me, so I can't stay gone long
LA is pretty, and Denver is pretty fun
My boots are achin', Momma, for a taste of some Georgia mud

[Chorus:]
Calm yourself down, people, you know I can't hang around
I got a pretty wife waitin', and I'm headin' back down south

[Outro:]
I'm headed back down south
That's where I'm going, I'm gonna go
That's where I'm going, I'm on my way
Lord, I gotta go, oh, I gotta go
I gotta go, I said I'm gonna go
I'm headed back down south
I'm headed back down south
I'm headed back down south
I'm headed back down south