I heard this song for the first time on KMHD yesterday.

Lyrics by Andy Razof
Recorded by: Bob Wills and His Texas Playboys - 1942;
Phil Harris - 1947; Nolan Bruce Allen; Buddy Blue;
Cliff Bruner; Moon Mullican; Red Stick Ramblers;
Rollin' In The Hay.


Won't you come with me to Alabamy
Let's go see my dear old Mammy
She's fryin' eggs and boiling hammy
That's what I like about the South

Now there you can make no mistakey
Where those 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
An' that's what I like about the South

Hot corn bread, black-eyed peas
You can eat as much as you please
'Cause it's never out of season
That's what I like about the South

Aahhh, don't take one, have two
There's dark brown and chocolate too
Suits me, they must suit you
'Cause that's what I like about the South

Well it's way, way down where the cane grows tall
Down where they say "Y'all"
Walk on in with that Southern drawl
'Cause that's what I like about the South

Down where they have those pretty queens
Keep a-dreamin' those dreamy dreams
Well let's sip that absinthe in New Orleans
That's what I like about the South

Here come old Bob with all the news
Got the boxback coat with button shoes
But he's all caught up with his union dues
An' that's what I like about the South

Here come old Roy down the street
Ho, can't you hear those tappin' feet
He would rather sleep than eat
An' 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'll go walkin' by

On, on, on and on and on
Honey, when you tell me that you love me
Then how come you close your eyes

Did I tell you 'bout the place called Doo-wah-diddy
It ain't no town and it ain't no city
It's just awful small, but awful pretty
That's Doo-wah-diddy

Well I didn't come here to criticise
I'm not here to sympathise
But don't tell me those no-good lies
That a lyin' gal like you can devise

You love me like I love you
Send me fifty P-D-Q
Roses are red and violets are pink
If I don't get all fifty, I don't show

She's got backbones and turnip greens
Ham hocks and butter beans
You, me and New Orleans
An' that's what I like about the South

Yeah, the south holds a "special" place in my heart of hearts of hearts of hearts. Deep inside, the south is something else.
The food? Oh yeah!

Hahha, when I began singing the lyrics in my head, that song ended up sounding like CCR :D

Cleaned a lot of plates in memphis,
sippin' that absinthe down in new orleans,
But I never saw the good side of the city,
til I hitched a ride on a river boat queen.

Sorry, random drunk posting....

I wouldn't hold out for the Credence, Dude.

Hahah :D

They were a great band, simple maybe, but still great fun :D

Used to love them when I was 4 or 5 years old....

Phil Harris' voice makes me happy. But I grew up on Disney movies.

For those of you who can play RealMedia Files, here it is.

(From jazz-on-line.com)