Good mornin' Southland, gee, I been gone so long.
Good mornin' Southland, gee, I been gone so long.
The fields is white with cotton, I must be welcomed home.

There's that same little schoolhouse way down Lovers' Lane.
There's that same little schoolhouse way down Lovers' Lane.
Gee, how glad I am, to be back home again.

Southland, I hear you callin,' I'm comin' home to you.
Mmmm, Southland, I'm comin' home to you.
‘Cause no place I've roamed, seems to take the place of you.

Why do so many people kick on Southland, I don't see nothin' wrong.
Why do so many people kick on Southland, I don't see nothin' wrong.
Only so many people from the South, deny where they belong.

Why do people kick on Southland, she's all right with me.
Mmmmm, she's all right with me.
Only some of these northern people, is dumber than I'll ever be.