It’s the Same Old South Songtext
von Asleep at the Wheel feat. Chris O’Connell

It′s the same old South
It's a regular children′s Heaven
Where they don't start to work 'til they′re seven
It′s the same old South

It's the same old South
With those old-fashioned get-togethers
Colonel, pass me the tar and the feathers
It′s the same old South


There's no gate to stop you
When you stopped off to bid the folks hello
There′s no gate to stop you for it dropped off
20 or 30 years ago

Honey, shut my mouth
Let the Northerners keep Niagra
We'll stick to our Southern pellagra
It′s the same old South

There's no gate to stop you when you stopped off
To bid the folks hello
There's no gate to stop you for it dropped off
20 or 30 years ago


Honey, hush my mouth
While the bloodhounds that once chased Liza
Chased a poor CIO organizer
It′s the same old South