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I got southern comfort runnin' through my veins

My mama was the wind

And my daddy was the train

I’m the second coming of the midnight rider

I’m a modern-day, old soul singer

Son of a gun and guitar slinger

Spent ten years pickin' on a six string

Working the bar seed, burnin' it down to the ground

Lookin' for a sound that ain’t been found by no one else

Stickin' true to myself

So I took it up the highway south bound interstate

Counting on a big break, trickin' my licks for tips

Learning to live like I never did

I was dead broke like a bad joke

I got southern comfort runnin' through my veins

My mama was the wind

And my daddy was the train

I’m the second coming of the midnight rider

I’m a modern-day, old soul singer

Son of a gun and guitar slinger

I thought I found the right thing sittin' in the wrong town

Out in the crowd, throwin' all the signs with her eyes

Looking mighty fine in the light of a honky tonk

Just singing along

But I never had the chance 'cause after the last song

We had to get along down the road with the show

Doing it again with new friends under the spotlight

I got southern comfort runnin' through my veins

My mama was the wind

And my daddy was the train

I’m the second coming of the midnight rider

I’m a modern-day, old soul singer

Son of a gun and guitar slinger

I got southern comfort runnin' through my veins

My mama was the wind

And my daddy was the train

I’m the second coming of the midnight rider

I’m a modern-day, old soul singer

Son of a gun and guitar slinger

I got southern comfort runnin' through my veins

I’m the second coming of the midnight rider

I’m a modern-day, old soul singer

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