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 pass 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]