Lyrics
200 years ago, they came in ships
With words of loathin' hangin' off their lips
Cast out from the country of their birth
Transported here to the end of the earth
Their natural lives
Here under southern skies
I'm a southern son, and I'm proud to be one
Working in the heat 'til the day is done (oh-oh-oh)
I was born to this land, and I'll make my stand
It's in my blood, (oh-oh-oh), I'm a southern son
They pushed the rail across the great divide
And in this arid land they lived and died
Settlers followed to the great unknown
Their children called this southern land their home
Dreams were won and lost
Under the southern cross
I'm a southern son, and I'm proud to be one
Working in the heat 'til the day is done (oh-oh-oh)
I was born to this land, and I'll make my stand
It's in my blood, oh-oh-oh, I'm a southern son
From the golden beaches to the desert sands
We hold the future in our own hands
We'll right the wrongs in the land of the free
We'll be the masters of our destiny
Freedom for every man
Here in the southern land
I'm a southern son, and I'm proud to be one
Working in the heat 'til the day is done (oh-oh-oh)
I was born to this land, and I'll make my stand
It's in my blood, whoa-oh-oh
I'm a southern son, and I'm proud to be one
Burnin' in the heat 'til the day is done (oh-oh-oh)
I was born to this land, and I'll make my stand
It's in my blood, (whoa-oh-oh), I'm a southern son
Whoa, I'm a southern son