I grew up workin' on a farm, way down south   I went to school against my will, way down south   I kissed girls and I shot squirrels, out behind my house   I learned a lot about this world, way down south      I went to church, sang a lot of hymns, way down south   I learned to work on my pickup truck, way down south   I played my guitar under the stars, out behind our house   You will always find my heart, way down south      Clothes on a clothes line, hangin' in the sunshine   A garden growin' in the ground   Country music on the radio, talk about a good ol' sound      People drivin' pass when I'm cuttin' grass, wavin' at every single one   That's the way it's done when you come from, way down south   Way down south      Swimmin' in the creek with all my friends, way down south   Prayin' them days would never end, way down south   Give me a worm and a fishin' pole, I'll pull a fish on out   Those memories will never get old, way down south      Clothes on a clothes line, hangin' in the sunshine   A garden growin' in the ground   Country music on the radio, talk about a good ol' sound      People drivin' pass when I'm cuttin' grass, wavin' at every single one   That's the way it's done when you come from, way down south   That's the way it's done when you come from, way down south   Way down south, way down south