"And That’s What I Like About The South!"

Plain ol’ common sense here!

Author: Jimmy Akin

Jimmy was born in Texas, grew up nominally Protestant, but at age 20 experienced a profound conversion to Christ. Planning on becoming a Protestant seminary professor, he started an intensive study of the Bible. But the more he immersed himself in Scripture the more he found to support the Catholic faith, and in 1992 he entered the Catholic Church. His conversion story, "A Triumph and a Tragedy," is published in Surprised by Truth. Besides being an author, Jimmy is the Senior Apologist at Catholic Answers, a contributing editor to Catholic Answers Magazine, and a weekly guest on "Catholic Answers Live."

3 thoughts on “"And That’s What I Like About The South!"”

  1. I’m trying, unsuccessfully so far, to find the words to a song that was sung by Phil Harris, in the 40’s, entitled “That’s What I Like About the South”. Can you help me?
    I live in the Memphis TN area, and am 77 years of age. I hope you will email me direct, as I don’t often have the chance to get on a browser.

  3. Won’t you come with me to Alabamy
    Let’s go see my dear old Mammy
    She’s fryin’ eggs and boiling hammy
    That’s what I like about the South
    Now there you can make no mistakey
    Where those nerves are never shaky
    Ought to taste her layer cakey
    That’s what I like about the South
    She’s got baked ribs and candied yams
    Those sugar-cured Virginia hams
    Basement full of those berry jams
    An’ that’s what I like about the South
    Hot corn bread, black-eyed peas
    You can eat as much as you please
    ‘Cause it’s never out of season
    That’s what I like about the South
    Aahhh, don’t take one, have two
    There’s dark brown and chocolate too
    Suits me, they must suit you
    ‘Cause that’s what I like about the South
    Well it’s way, way down where the cane grows tall
    Down where they say “Y’all”
    Walk on in with that Southern drawl
    ‘Cause that’s what I like about the South
    Down where they have those pretty queens
    Keep a-dreamin’ those dreamy dreams
    Well let’s sip that absinthe in New Orleans
    That’s what I like about the South
    Here come old Bob with all the news
    Got the boxback coat with button shoes
    But he’s all caught up with his union dues
    An’ that’s what I like about the South
    Here come old Roy down the street
    Ho, can’t you hear those tappin’ feet
    He would rather sleep than eat
    An’ that’s what I like about the South
    Now every time I pass your door
    You act like you don’t want me no more
    Why don’t you shake that head and sigh
    And I’ll go walkin’ by
    On, on, on and on and on
    Honey, when you tell me that you love me
    Then how come you close your eyes
    Did I tell you ’bout the place called Doo-wah-diddy
    It ain’t no town and it ain’t no city
    It’s just awful small, but awful pretty
    That’s Doo-wah-diddy
    Well I didn’t come here to criticise
    I’m not here to sympathise
    But don’t tell me those no-good lies
    That a lyin’ gal like you can devise
    You love me like I love you
    Send me fifty P-D-Q
    Roses are red and violets are pink
    If I don’t get all fifty, I don’t show
    She’s got backbones and turnip greens
    Ham hocks and butter beans
    You, me and New Orleans
    An’ that’s what I like about the South

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