Bustamante - Southern News Lyrics

A little mama, with a heart of gold
Reminds me of, all them days of old
Red lips on and her high heeled shoes
Left a kid like me not knowing what to do
She knew the streets
And she knew them well
All we had was time and only time could tell
She said boy you've got some sights to see
Cause you don't know nothing if you don't know me

I never knew it would be like this
Wake up in the morning to your shrimp and grits
Diggin' around just to find some truth
Once I learn about your Southern News

I stayed behind for another drink or two once I learned about all your Southern News
Who am I? But baby, who was she
The devil's ways will be tempting me

I never knew it would be like this
Wake up in the morning to your shrimp and grits
Diggin' around just to find some truth
Once I learned about your Southern News