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Say ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh, I got The Southern man, Southern man Yes I do (yes I do) When I as a child I made up in my mind That I was gonna find me a Southern man I found me a Southern man He leaves his work boots by the door (by the door) He holds my hand in the store We drink the same whiskey and he loves to dance He be like, "C'mon love, girl do your dance" I give him all of my love because He don't play about with love I don't mean no harm, you got to get your own 'Cause that man there, that's my man He got a smooth walk He kinda growl when he talks He ain't shy of no hard work He loves his momma and he goes to church (oh oh) He don't care if them kids is his He's gonna raise them like they his It's hard to find one but if you can You better get you a Southern man (ooh) Back in the day, I heard an old woman say Ain't nothin' like a Southern man (nothing like a Southern man) I asked her how could she tell 'em apart She put her hand right on her heart By the way that he wears his pants It's by the way that he wears his pants, yeah Now she was talking in a riddle so deep I thought she was talkin' 'bout his jeans 'Til Mr, Charlie walked up with a smile on his face And I see just what she meant That man gotta smooth walk He kinda growl when he talks He ain't shy of no hard work He loves his momma and he goes to church (oh oh) He don't care if them kids is his He's gonna raise them like they his It's hard to find one but if you can You better get you a Southern man That woman was so proud, with that man on her arm Had me tryna chase them down all over town To see if he had a son (whoo whoo) She said, "Charlie ain't perfect, he just a man But he's everything I need" And now I want nothin' more than a smooth Southern brother That's head over heels for me I took that woman at her word And now I'm happy as can be And if you listen to what we're sayin' to you You'll see just what we mean Southern man got a smooth walk He kinda growl when he talks He ain't shy of no hard work He loves his momma and he goes to church (to-doo, to-doo, to-doo) He don't care if them kids is his (no no) He's gonna raise them like they his (like they his) It's hard to find one but if you can You better get you a Southern man Now say ooh (say ooh) I love me a Southern man (a Southern man) Mm, yes I do
Writer(s): Christopher Thomas, Uriah High, Cecily Wilborn, Jeromy Thomas, Kelsie West Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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