Bob Wills - That's What I Like 'Bout the South lyrics

Won't you come with me to Alabamy? Let's go see my dear old Mammy She's fryin' eggs and boiling hammy That's what I like about the South Now there you can make no mistakey Where those nerves are never shaky Ought to taste her layer cakey That's what I like about the South She's got baked ribs and candied yams Sugar-cured Virginia hams Basement full of those berry jams An' that's what I like about the South Corn bread, and turnip greens Ham hocks and bu*ter beans Mardi gras down in New Orleans That's what I like about the South Way down where the cane grows tall Down where they say, "Y'all" Walk on in with that Southern drawl 'Cause that's what I like about the South There's a place down there called Doo Wah Diddy It ain't no town and it ain't no city Me o my its sure is pretty That's "Doo Wah Diddy" Every time I pa** your door You act like you don't want me no more Why don't you shake your head and sigh I'll go truckin' right on by I ain't here to sympathize I'm not here to criticize But don't tell me those no-good lies A lyin' gal I do despise That's what I like about the South