South of the border, down Mississippi way   Born on the delta, where the blues men play   Out on the road, just doin’ my time   When I come home, I wanna be with my kind      Mamma calls me baby, daddy says son   That ain’t no name for a man on the run   Stick to your guns, and you surely win   Open up your mouth, and let the moonshine in      Hang time, down in the neighborhood   Well it’s hang time, I’m hangin’ with my family and friends      Well grab my little honey for a little doe-se-doe   Cut myself a slice O’rug, on the dance floor   Come on everybody, lets have a good time   Pack up all your troubles, and leave ‘em behind      Winter, spring, summer, on into the fall,   Any type of weather, it don’t matter at all   Down on the street corners, you will find   Where everybody’s hangin’, hangin’      Now it might be sentimental, but I don’t care   I know it’s something that we all share   Mamma’s good cookin’ makes you feel at home,   You give the dog a bone      Now out in the driveway, I hear the engines roar   My road dog buddy’s, say it’s time for some more   When it’s all over, and my work is through   Pack it up honey, I’m comin’ home to you       Cause it’s hanging time, down in my neighborhood   Lord it’s hang time, I’m hangin’ with my family and friends   Lord it’s hang time, down in my neighborhood   Yes it’s hanging time   I’m hangin’ with my family and friends   Oh yeah, I am hanging   Well I’m hanging   I am hanging, hangin’ with my family and friends