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
Sugar-cured Virginia hams
Basement full of those berry jams
An' that's what I like about the South
Corn bread, and turnip greens
Ham hocks and bu*ter beans
Mardi gras down in New Orleans
That's what I like about the South
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
There's a place down there called Doo Wah Diddy
It ain't no town and it ain't no city
Me o my its sure is pretty
That's "Doo Wah Diddy"
Every time I pa** your door
You act like you don't want me no more
Why don't you shake your head and sigh
I'll go truckin' right on by
I ain't here to sympathize
I'm not here to criticize
But don't tell me those no-good lies
A lyin' gal I do despise
That's what I like about the South