Lyrics:

Oh, if he's dressed up to kill
His feet won't keep still
You know He's a Son of the South
Oh, if he sings with a swing
And struts like a king
You can bet He's a Son of the South
Hear woman sigh
When he goes by
He's their delight
He's so polite
If he's right on the spot
And the music gets hot
You can bet He's a Son of the South!