GREASE IN OUR HAIR
HANDS IN OUR POCKETS
WE STOOD AND STARED
AT CARS GOIN' PAST
WE PLACED OUR BETS
WHERE THEY
WERE HEADED
AND HELD OUR
CIGARETTES
LIKE MOVIE STARS
GRANDMOTHER'S HANDS
HARD FROM THE GARDEN
SHE HAD A PLAN
FOR ME TO PREACH
ONE DAY
SHE PRAYED FOR RAIN
SHE WATCHED
AND SHE WAITED
AND NEVER COMPLAINED
WHEN IT DID NOT FALL
SOUTHBOUND
BREEZES BLOWIN'
THIS TOWN
AIN'T MY HOME
YOU CAN
SLOW ME DOWN
BUT I'M GOIN'
IF I CAN TURN
THIS ROAD I'M ON
SOUTHBOUND
STORIES I TELL
REEK OF NOSTALGIA
AND THOSE THAT
KNOW ME WELL
HAVE HEARD 'EM ALL
BEFORE
HOW FAR I'VE COME
MOSTLY I'M PROUD OF
BUT WHERE
I'M COMIN' FROM
IS CALLIN' ME
SOUTHBOUND
BREEZES BLOWIN'
THIS TOWN
AIN'T MY HOME
YOU CAN
SLOW ME DOWN
BUT I'M GOIN'
IF I CAN TURN
THIS ROAD I'M ON
SOUTHBOUND
YOU CAN
SLOW ME DOWN
BUT I'M GOIN'
IF I CAN TURN
THIS ROAD I'M ON
IF I CAN TURN
THIS ROAD I'M ON
SOUTHBOUND
SOUTHBOUND
BREEZES BLOWIN'
THIS TOWN
AIN'T MY HOME
YOU CAN
SLOW ME DOWN
BUT I'M GOIN'
IF I CAN TURN
THIS ROAD I'M ON
SOUTHBOUND