
Southern Comfort Zone Brad Paisley
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[Spoken Intro]
You might be a redneck…
(radio static)
The Grand Ole Opry coming to you live from…
(radio static)
[Verse 1]
When your wheelhouse is the land of cotton
The first time you leave it can be strange, it can be shocking
Not everybody drives a truck, not everybody drinks sweet tea
Not everybody owns a gun, wears a ball cap, boots, and jeans
Not everybody goes to church
Or watches every NASCAR race
Not everybody knows the words to
“Ring Of Fire” or “Amazing Grace”
[Chorus]
Oh, Dixie Land
I hope you understand
When I miss my Tennessee home
And I've been away way too long
I can't see this world unless I go
Outside my southern comfort zone
[Verse 2]
I have walked the streets of Rome, I have been to foreign lands
I know what it's like to talk and have nobody understand
I have seen the Eiffel Tower lit up on a Paris night
I have kissed a West Coast girl underneath the Northern Lights
I know what it's like to be the only one like me
To take a good hard look around and be a minority
You might be a redneck…
(radio static)
The Grand Ole Opry coming to you live from…
(radio static)
[Verse 1]
When your wheelhouse is the land of cotton
The first time you leave it can be strange, it can be shocking
Not everybody drives a truck, not everybody drinks sweet tea
Not everybody owns a gun, wears a ball cap, boots, and jeans
Not everybody goes to church
Or watches every NASCAR race
Not everybody knows the words to
“Ring Of Fire” or “Amazing Grace”
[Chorus]
Oh, Dixie Land
I hope you understand
When I miss my Tennessee home
And I've been away way too long
I can't see this world unless I go
Outside my southern comfort zone
[Verse 2]
I have walked the streets of Rome, I have been to foreign lands
I know what it's like to talk and have nobody understand
I have seen the Eiffel Tower lit up on a Paris night
I have kissed a West Coast girl underneath the Northern Lights
I know what it's like to be the only one like me
To take a good hard look around and be a minority
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