Dennis Linde - Under the Kudzu lyrics

[Verse 1] Well I live all alone in Chickasaw County out on one-oh-nine Where the run-down barns and rusty tractors Are covered in kudzu vines Now for eighty-five years, my people raised cotton 'Til Granddaddy lost this land Now we're scattered all over this end of the state Gettin' by any way that we can, but [Chorus] Under the kudzu, the mighty south lies sleepin' Dreamin' of glory that slowly slipped away And on nights like this, boys, I can almost hear her weepin' Out there, under the kudzu [Verse 2] If you follow that hot tar road down to Jackson You'll pa** through Plantersville That's where I worked and spent my money Until they closed down the mill I got real bad to drink so my sweet Samantha Packed up her things and moved I hear she's a qualified beautician Workin' down in Baton Rouge, and [Chorus] Under the kudzu, the mighty south lies sleepin' Dreamin' of glory that slowly slipped away And on nights like this, boys, I can almost hear her weepin' Out there, under the kudzu [Verse 3] Yes I'll walk on over to the pit stop market And buy me a Coke to drink I'll lay on this hood of this old Camaro And wait for the sun to sink [Instrumental break] [Tag] On nights like this, boys, I can almost hear her weepin' Out there under the kudzu Out there under the kudzu [Instrumental]