There's a southern accent
Where I come from
The young 'uns call it country
The Yankees call it dumb
I got my own way of talkin'
But everything is done
With a southern accent
Where I come from

Now that drunk tank in Atlanta
Was just a motel room to me
I think I might go work Orlando
If them orange groves don't freeze
I got my own way of workin'
But everything is run
With a southern accent
Where I come from

For just a minute there I was dreaming
For just a minute it was all so real
For just a minute she was standing there, with me

There's a dream that I keep having
Where my mama comes to me
And she kneels down over by the window
And says a prayer for me
I got my own way of prayin'
And everyone's begun
With a southern accent
Where I come from

We have our own way of livin'
And everything is done
With a southern accent
Where I come from

Copyright: Gone Gator Music, O/B/O DistroKid, Universal Music Publishing Group, Wixen Music Publishing
Writer(s): Tom Petty