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You mix the concrete jungle and the neon lights with a country boy and it ain’t right,
I can’t take it so I’m gonna go way down south where the warm winds blow,
Where the sun burns hot and the cotton grows, way down south is where I’m gonna go,
Warm wind, warm wind, I’m coming home with the south warm wind

(Chorus)
Put me down where they grow mesquite
So I can feel the prairie beneath my feet,
There has never ever been a land so sweet,
I’m cumin home with the south warm wind.

They tried to take the country boy right out of me
Made me pack my bags for the big city
I went a kickin and a screamin and a shoutin all the way
Never thought I'd ever see the light of day
Man theres to many sirens and subway trains
You can tell by the smell that its gonna rain
Warm wind, warm wind, I’m coming home with the south warm wind


I want to be where they say ya-all,
Boots and hats make a man stand tall,
Where even fifty acres still sounds small,
And a conversation to your neighbor is a long distance call,
I want to sit in the shade of a cottonwood tree,
Sip on shine and chew on a weed,
Where theirs no more sirens or subway trains,
And you can tell by the smell that it’s gonna rain,
Warm wind, warm wind, I’m coming home with the south warm wind