Upchurch - Dirty South lyrics

[Upchurch - Dirty South lyrics]

The corner store smells like Pall Malls
The cashier wears the same overalls
The cops wash the blood off
Their hands with the moonshine
They took from the moonlight

Dirty South yea-yea-yea yeah
Dirty South in the dirty South, dirty South

Cars burn into the dark sky
No leads, nobody knows why
Dead bodies in the trees where I get my soul
Dead end roads

Dead end roads lead to the small trails
Headstones from the 1800s
Ghosts lurk 'til you feel the
Chill in your spine in these pines

Dirty South yea-yea-yea yeah
Dirty South in the dirty South, dirty South



Dirty South you have raised me
Dirty South, Dixie made me dirty South
I love you but sometimes you hate me
Times you hate me

Dirty South yea-yea-yea yeah
Dirty South in the dirty South, dirty South

Woah oh, woah oh, woah oh oh
Dirty South, dirty South, dirty South

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