Lyric Southbound

by Dickey Betts
(c) 1973 & 1974 No Exit Music Co., Inc.

Well I m Southbound, Lord I m comin home to you.
Well I m Southbound, baby, Lord I m comin home to you.
I got that old lonesome feelin that s sometimes called the blues.

Well I been workin every night, travelin every day.
Yes I been workin every night, traveling every day.
You can tell your other man, sweet daddy s on his way.
Aww, ya better believe.

Well I m Southbound.
Whoa I m Southbound.
Well you can tell your other man, Sweet daddy s on his way.

(Guitar solo)

Got your hands full now baby, as soon as I hit that door.
You ll have your hands full now woman, just as soon as I hit that door.
Well I m gonna make it on up to you for all the things you should have
had before.

Lord, I m Southbound.
Yes I m Southbound.
Whoa I m Southbound, baby.
Said I m Southbound.
Well I m gonna make it on up to you for all the things you should
have had before.

(Piano solo)

(Guitar solo)