Lyrics

[Intro: Anthony David] Yep, headed on down to Baxley, Georgia Family reunion and all that (Hey, cous', hey, kinfolk) Uh, uh, oh, yay Hahaha, uh, ay [Verse 1: Anthony David] Seventy-five, headed through Macon Sixteen, w—w—we on the road, yeah C—cotton fields, gettin' off of Dublin Thirty-one through the country we roll C—cuttin' up, drinkin' with my cousins Small town, where's everything slow, yeah Eatin'—eatin' blue crab, pickin' out the dead men Show the babies everything we know [Pre-Chorus: Anthony David] Through the good and bad, our tradition survived And now it's our turn to keep it alive, yeah [Chorus: Anthony David, Slick & Shy Daniels] Fire up the grill, wе finna have a fish fry, we goin' back with it Headеd on back to Baxley, yeah (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) Fire up the grill, we finna have a fish fry, we goin' back with it Headed on back to Baxley, yeah (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) [Verse 2: Anthony David] Skin so soft, j—just to get the gnats off Good Lord, some of y'all don't know, yeah Snappin' beans, sittin' up on the back porch Got a bushel and a half let to go, oh, ho-ho yeah [Pre-Chorus: Anthony David] Through the good and bad, our tradition survived And now it's our turn to keep it alive, yeah [Chorus: Anthony David, Slick & Shy Daniels] Fire up the grill, we finna have a fish fry, we goin' back with it Headed on back to Baxley, yeah (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) Fire up the grill, we finna have a fish fry, we goin' back with it Headed on back to Baxley, yeah (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) Fire up the grill, we finna have a fish fry, we goin' back with it Headed on back to Baxley, yeah (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) Fire up the grill, we finna have a fish fry, we goin' back with it Oh, we're headed on back to Baxley, yay-yeah (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)