Lyrics:
Headed back down southGonna see my daddy's mistressGonna buy back her forgivnessPay off every witnessOne more time down southSell the family headstonesDrag a bag of dry bonesMake good on my back loansSo if I come to your doorLet me sleep on your floorI'll give you all I haveAnd a little moreSleep late down southLook up my former mentorsLive off yankee wintersBe a landlord and a renterCreate myself down southImpress all the womenPretend I'm samuel clemensWear seersucker and white linensSo if I come to your doorLet me sleep on your floorI'll give you all I haveAnd a little moreSpanish moss down southSpirits cross the dead fieldsMosquitoes hit the windshieldAll document remain sealedSo if I come to your doorLet me sleep on your floorI'll give you all I haveAnd a little moreI'll give you all I have