Southern by the Grace of God (Original Composition)

They touched the Delta blues

Then it cost them too

Threw a little bluegrass in

They touched some rock and roll

Country soul

That's where it all began

In a backwater town

Green Cold Springs

Just south of Jacksonville

They started setting fire to them guitar strings

Making a name for themselves

They went from Duke Joint Hayes to MCA

All the way to the top

Born and raised in the USA

Southern by the grace of God

They sang T for Texas

T for Tennessee

They sang about Sweet Home Alabama

And a song they called The Breeze

When they cut that three burner loose

The house would really start to rock

The party was on and for a while we all were

Southern by the grace of God

You know the road is long

When you're away from home

Friends and family

To get over the hill

It takes a drink or a pill

If you're gonna do this music thing

Well the women and booze

Are free and loose

Hard to tell right from wrong

It's called paying your dues

And to do it right

They thought they had to live the song

They finally ran out of gas and luck

In a south Mississippi swamp

And though that smell of death was all around

Their music still lived on

Anytime you hear T for Texas

T for Tennessee

Sweet Home Alabama

Or a song they call The Breeze

When they cut that three burner loose

The house still wants to rock

The party's still on

Don't you know we're all still

Southern by the grace of God

The party's still on

Thank God we're all still

Southern by the grace of God