Lyrics

I've swung through the concrete jungle many a time or two I've had all kinds of trouble with some folks, yes, it's true Once I start talkin', and they get amused Start making all kinds of judgments, thinkin' I'm a fool [Chorus] Calm yourself down, mister, I ain't plannin' on stickin' around I only want to play my music, then I'm headin' back down south [Verse 2] I've been to London, Ireland, and Germany I've had folks that would shake my hand, and some that hated me Good ones and bad ones, most folks, they are fine But most folks are nicer to me south of the Mason-Dixon Line [Chorus] All this hustlin', and runnin' and gunnin', jumpin' from town to town It's been real nice to see your city, but Lord, I'm headin' back down south [Verse 3] South Alabama is wherе I belong That place got a hook in me, so I can't stay gonе long LA is pretty, and Denver is pretty fun My boots are achin', Momma, for a taste of some Georgia mud [Chorus] Calm yourself down, people, you know I can't hang around I got a pretty wife waitin', and I'm headin' back down south [Outro] I'm headed back down south That's where I'm going, I'm gonna go That's where I'm going, I'm on my way Lord, I gotta go, oh, I gotta go I gotta go, I said I'm gonna go I'm headed back down south I'm headed back down south I'm headed back down south I'm headed back down south