"Hoedown In Motown" lyrics - THE GRASCALS

THE GRASCALS
"Hoedown In Motown"
(Harley Allen / Steve Wariner)

I was born and raised down in the south
You know it as soon as I open my mouth
All those cotton fields have blown away
Unless you're rich there ain't no reason to stay

I'm up in each road in this factory
Leaving her back home is killing me
I told my baby I'm a homesick man
She said I'll bring you up some Dixieland

There'll be a hoedown in Motown tonight
She's gonna bring some southern sun to these northern skies
We'll make sweet tea and some good fried chicken
Oh, it's gonna be so finger liking
There'll be a hoedown in Motown tonight

All my buddies say I'm country square
Told her I used to get locked up in here
I said, you know there are some real cool cats
But when they see you they forget all that

They all listen to that hip hop rap
There ain't n way you can dance to that
When you get out that on violin
You're gonna show more some fiddling

There'll be a hoedown in Motown tonight
She's gonna bring some southern sun to these northern skies
We'll make sweet tea and some good fried chicken
Oh, it's gonna be so finger liking
There'll be a hoedown in Motown tonight

We'll make sweet tea and some good fried chicken
Yeah, it's gonna be so finger liking
There'll be a hoedown in Motown tonight
There's gonna be this hoedown in Motown tonight