Head south in the mornin'   Just take off with no warnin'   Tell your boss you need a change of scene   Head south if you're feelin'   Your homesick heart is reelin'   An' get yourself a bowl of butter beans      Anywhere east of the Rio Grande   Get you a cane pole in your hand   Fry a mess of fish up on the bank   You cross that Mason-Dixon line   Leave your cares an' worries behind   Sit out under a Willow tree an' think      Head south, are you listenin'?   You don't know what you're missin'   From Virgina shores to the Gulf of Mexico   Well, head south to Kentucky   Blue Ridge Mountains if you're lucky   From the Florida Keys to the banks of the Ohio   (Ohio)      You will feel the heart of Texas swing   Dixieland down in New Orleans   Delta blues on the side of a riverbank   Your Country Soul down in Tennessee   An' that Mountain Music's all right by me   Hot Jambalaya, you're in the land of Hank      Oh, hit it   Tickle that ivory, yeah, aw, yeah   Mmm, mm, that's alright   Oh yeah      Head south, good God Almighty   Ain't the thought of it excitin'?   Crab cakes, corn bread, craw fish an' barbecue   Head south, horn of plenty   For the few an' the many      All the south is missin', man, is you, yeah   All the south is missin', man, is you   (Da, da, da, da, da, da)   Aw, hah