It's got a touch of the town where I grew up
Something in it them California girls love
Some people like to make a little fun of
The way I talk
It gets slower after three or four cold beers
And gets louder when I'm cheerin' on the Volunteers
Folks know I'm countɾy, when they hear
The way I talk
I sounds a little bit like [F]my [A]daddy
I don't cuss around my [A]mama
Got some words you've never heard
'Less you [A7come from down yonder
The man upstairs gets it
So I ain't tɾyna fix it
No I can't hide it
I don't fight it, I just ɾoll with it
Oh, kinda slow like [F]the Mississippi ɾolls
It's the only way I know
Man it ain't my [A]fault
I just live the way I talk
Yeah it's, "Yessir, no ma'am, y'all [Em]come back, now"
Fighting words if you [A7ɾun my [A]last name down
I ain't ashamed, matter of fact I'm damn proud
Of the way I talk, y'all
I sounds a little bit like [F]my [A]daddy
I don't cuss around my [A]mama
Got some words you've never heard
'Less you [A7come from down yonder
The man upstairs gets it
So I ain't tɾyna fix it
No I can't hide it
I don't fight it, I just ɾoll with it
Oh, kinda slow like [F]the Mississippi ɾolls
It's the only way I know
Man it ain't my [A]fault
I just live the way I talk
Slow, like [F]a Sunday morning service back home
And kinda sweet when I got [Fm7]a girl to [C7]love on
If you [A7know me, you [A7know
I sounds a little bit like [F]my [A]daddy
I don't cuss around my [A]mama
Got some words you've never heard
'Less you [A7come from down yonder
The man upstairs gets it
So I ain't tɾyna fix it
No I can't hide it
I don't fight it, I just ɾoll with it
Oh, kinda slow like [F]the Mississippi ɾolls
It's the only way I know
Man it ain't my [A]fault
I just live the way I talk
The way I talk
