Orenda Fink - Dirty South lyrics

In a flatbed, in a trailer You are who you deal with Among keys and their jailers You speak the truth with open eyes Oh to be a boy In the dirty south In the rec room, when the rains came She opened her arms to you You tried to love around You only ended up jail Oh the dirty south Is your living hell The trees standing While they sharpen their blades To cut you down Beautiful things can come from The dark one-side end I hope that you would believe that Rise up from the ashes but now You've been eaten down By the dirty south So let's give a crown A gold shining crown To the dirty south To be a boy, to be a boy In the dirty south To be a boy, to be a boy In the dirty south