Song of The South
Song, song of the south
Ashleys chicken chili and I shut my mouth,
Gone, gone with the wind
There ain’t no fellows lookin back again
Chippy on the ottoman, Chippy in the ditch
They all pet Chippy but they never got bit
Ashley was our leader, a Raleigh girl at heart
When you’re at the Boltons, better watch where ya park
Sing it!
Song, song of the south
Ashleys chicken chili and I shut my mouth,
Gone, gone with the wind
There ain’t no fellows lookin back again
Well somebody told us Landon couldn’t dance
He was so good that he ripped his pants
Berkley was short and Bobo was tall
It don’t matter God loves us all
Well Steen said a cuss word and Steen got smacked
These fellows are the best and thats a fact
Bobo got a girl and a real nice ring
And they’re goin down to Georgia where they’re gonna sing
Song, song of the south
Ashleys chicken chili and I shut my mouth,
Gone, gone with the wind
There ain’t no fellows lookin back again
Songwriter: Alex Behnke
Song of the South lyrics © Raleigh Fellows Publishing Group