Blacktop, down in the ditches

Hitching a ride back to where I′m from

Catching secondhand smoke or a greyhound busPretty or not, baby, here I come

I had high hopes, it was all downhill

Life flying by like I was standing still

I'm a little nobody from the middle of nowhere

Gotta get home, I know I will ′cause

I'm missing that southern comfort

Deep water, I'm going under

Counting down, my days are numbered

Gimme, gimme that southern comfort

Left my soul in the Nickajack

God willing, I′ll find my way back

Counting down, my days are numbered

Gimme, gimme that southern comfort

Gimme, gimme that southern comfort

Blue jeans, leaning on a hot car

Broke every string on my old guitar

I got 99 miles as the crow flies

Headed east along the ridge line

Kudzu, weighing down the chain link

Don′t give a damn what folks like you think

I'll take the mud you wash from the river

Gold ain′t the only thing that glitters

I'm missing that southern comfort

Deep water, I′m going under

Counting down, my days are numbered

Gimme, gimme that southern comfort

Left my soul in the Nickajack

God willing, I'll find my way back

Counting down, my days are numbered

Gimme, gimme that southern comfort

I′m missing that southern comfort

Deep water, I'm going under

Counting down, my days are numbered

Gimme, gimme that southern comfort

Left my soul in the Nickajack

God willing, I'll find my way back

Counting down, my days are numbered

Gimme, gimme that southern comfort

Gimme, gimme that southern comfort

Gimme, gimme that southern comfort