Josh Turner

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