Stuck In The South - Adia Victoria

I don’t know nothin' bout nothing

Black boy, oh misery

Oh, I’ve been dreaming of swinging from that old palmetto tree

Yea, I’ve been thinking about making tracks

But the only road I know

It’s going to lay me back

I’m stuck in the South

I’m stuck in the South

I’m stuck in the South

I don’t know nothin' 'bout Southern belles

But, I can tell you something 'bout Southern hell

When your skin give 'em cause

To take and take

I been itching like a bitch with fleas

And I’m too cold in the summer heat

Saying please get me out

Lord God, put me down

I’m stuck in the South

I’m stuck in the South

I’m stuck in the South

Clean my room

I’m going to dust my broom

Yea, I’m leaving soon

Yea, I’m leaving soon

I’m going to sing my blues

I’m bleached and blue

Yea, I’m leaving soon

I can’t get stuck in the South

I’m stuck in the South

Oh, I’m stuck in the South