Only thing moving out here is this swing on the front porch
And the sun's beating down heatin' up this house like blow torch
Sitting here singing Dixie with a whistle
Man, it's hotter than a two-dollar pistol
Baby, I know that it's only 11:30
But sure as hell or high water
I'm gettin' kinda thirsty
I don't need your mama's lemonade
I need something from a can or a bottle on ice
Just another Sunday in the South
Wanna put on some Shenandoah
and crank it loud
You and me go Fishin' in the Dark
Killin' time with Restless Heart
Just another Sunday in the South
There's church bells ringin'
Down the road and we ain't goin'
I'm singin' Hallelujah right here
with the warm wind blowin'
Next to you, Sitting next to me