Текст: Kate Campbell. Monuments. New South.

Friday morning I was down at the Starbucks
Sippin? on a latte with the fat left out
I had a bagel and a sudden revelation
I?m finally living in the new south

They make Mercedes down in Vance, Alabama
And Tennessee is cranking Nissans out
I read about it in my Wall Street Journal
We?re all living in the new south

They?ll valet park you at the Galleria
They?ll hang your coat up for you at the door
They?ll take your check your MasterCard or VISA
They love our money at those Yankee stores

It?s getting hard to find good grits and gravy
I know you know what I?m talking about
Well that?s the price you have to pay for progress
And to be living in the new south

We pulled ourselves up out of Old Man River
And cut away all the kudzu vines
It took a while but I think we made it
We can finally put these blues behind

We traded in our boots for Italian loafers
And Bichon Frises are our new hounds
Thanks to Disney World and Coca-Cola
We?re finally living in the new south

Y?all come see us in the new south