Southern Comfort

Lyrics
I've been a thrill seeking rambler And often came into this town But the thrills were too high for my little sky So I dug in and I've settled down And I got a good job in Nashville No way they can pay me enough For grindin' up tobacco leaves Making brut and snuff Southern comfort is killing me I'm slowly chokin' in Tennessee I shovel the snuff until late afternoon Then I crawl with the traffic and I choke on its fumes And fall on my face when I get to my room I met a woman in Nashville For a while we were carryin' on She'd wash the snuff out of my shirts every night And keep me with clean ones on But I guess she got tired of tobacco At least of the regular kind Now I'm still workin' where nicotine And memories are burnin' in my mind Southern comfort is killin' me The Cumberland cannot in Hermitage be I'm sniffin' and dippin' and livin' alone I smell funny smoke and I know where she's gone She's in Sumner County now, growin' her own Southern comfort is killin' me Southern comfort is killin' me
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Credits
- Writers
- Johnny Cash