[Verse 1]
Oh, if he's dressed up to kill
His feet won't keep still
You know he's the Son of the South

[Verse 2]
Oh, if he sings with a swing
And he struts like a king
You can bet he's a Son of the South

[Bridge]
Hear woman sigh
When he goes by
He's their delight
He's so polite

[Verse 3]
If he's right on the spot
And the music gets hot
You can bet he's a Son of the South!