New South Hank Williams Jr.

[Verse 1]
Last fall, we elected the man from plains
And there was lots of talk about a great big change
But the Atlanta Braves, they still lose too many games
And the new south, thank God, is still the same
Old Nashville's still got a song and dance
And the Florida girls still wear no underpants
And we all get drunk at the football games
'Cause the new south, thank God, is still the same

[Chorus]
The new south is still the same and I'm damn glad of it
I don't want no little ol' danish rolls, I must have ham and grits
And my woman does look good in her T-shirt
Standin' in the Georgia rain
And the new south, thank God, is still the same

[Verse 2]
Now my old grandaddy, he still farms the land
And down in Miami, they voted in the all-over tan
And I'm hooked on those Carolina dreams
And the new south, thank God, is still the same
Well, my Boston girl, she's read in the New York Times
That it was very chic now to speak southern lines
Though she sounds kinda funny when she says, "Y'all come again"
Hey, the new south, thank God, is still the same