FANCY HAGOOD - Southern Curiosity Lyrics

I'm not a cowboy riding out a sunset
I've never been a John Wayne
I'm not a trucker goin' down the interstate
Living life in a four-lane
When I'm mad, You'll know
I'm like a bull at a rodeo
This blood runs deep
There's some things you should know about me

I was born under the Mason Dixon
Muddy water runnin' through my veins
Doesn't matter all the hell I'm raisin'
The Holy Spirit still carries me
Brought up by the sons and daughters
Rebel yell and the Cherokee
Say what you want about the life I'm livin'
Don't give a damn what you think about me

I got roots down in Alabama
I got friends up in Tennessee
Wild child but I mind my manners (ooh ooh)
A southern curiosity

Don't read gospel but I'm friends with Jesus
At my worst, He's always findin' me
I'll be the first to the bottom of a bottle
'Cause the burn just feels so good to me
I do good when I can
I'll shoot you straight, I'm an honest man
Yes ma'am, hey y'all (ooh ooh)
I can't lie 'cause I say it all

I was born under the Mason Dixon (Mason Dixon)
Muddy water runnin' through my veins (my veins)
Doesn't matter all the hell I'm raisin' (oh oh, oh)
The Holy Spirit still carries me
Brought up by the sons and daughters (sons and daughters)
Rebel yell and the Cherokee (Cherokee)
Say what you want about the life I'm livin' (oh oh, oh)
Don't give a damn what you think about me

Got roots down in Alabama (he got roots)
I got friends up in Tennessee (he got friends)
A wild child but I mind my manners (ooh ooh)
A southern curiosity
Hey, yeah
Oh oh, yeah
(He got roots)
I've got friends (he got friends)

Brought up by the sons and daughters
From the church of the Nazarene
But late at night just in case they wonder
It's a strong man holdin' me

I was born under the Mason Dixon
Muddy water runnin' through my veins
Doesn't matter all the hell I'm raisin'
The Holy Spirit still carries me (oh oh)
Brought up by the sons and daughters (sons and daughters)
A rebel yell and the Cherokee (Cherokee)
Say what you want about the life I'm livin'
Don't give a damn what you think about me

I got roots down in Alabama (he got roots)
I got friends up in Tennessee (he got friends)
A wild child but I mind my manners
A southern curiosity, yeah
Oh oh
Oh, oh oh oh

Curiosity
(I'm a southern curiosity
I'm a southern curiosity)
He's just a boy from North London
He's a long way from home
Dude, come on that's sick (I don't repeat myself, that's why he is what he said)
I have to have that happen
Dude, come on, that's just sick)