WATSON

I’ve never been to Texas never been to Baton Rogue
I’ve spent most of my time thinking of things that hardly compare to you
When life is throwing you lemons like it does down in the south
I try to make the most of it like when your sweet kiss hits my mouth

Oh can you hear what I’m saying
Oh stop the games that you’re playing
Just a little southern gentleman who’s reaching out his hand
For you to tag me in

From Muscle Shoals to Birmingham we pack the house each night
But when I’m down in Huntsville I long to hold you tight
I want to make it big like the stars on the movie screen
Have my name out on the marquee somewhere in Nashville Tennessee

Oh can you hear what I’m saying
Oh stop the games that you’re playing
Just a little southern gentleman who’s reaching out his hand
For you to tag me in

Oh can you hear what I’m saying
Oh stop the games that you’re playing
Just a little southern gentleman who’s trying to make a stand
Just a little southern gentleman who’s reaching out his hand
For you to tag me in