[Verse 1]
Old truck tires on a gravel road
Big ol' wheat field that feels like home, oh
An ol' ranch house up on the hill
The stars shine bright in the night and they always will, oh

[Pre-Chorus]
Six generations later nothin's changed
There's nothin' quite like hangin' onto your great-great-grandad's name

[Chorus]
I belong to the southern wind
I'm an old sweet song that's born again
I'm a part of the river runnin', runnin' to the coast
I can feel those good old days where families gather 'round and pray
I can hear their voices talk to me when I'm on this front porch swing

[Verse 2]
Sweat tea just a little more sweat
Every sip is a trip to where I wanna be, oh
The sky above seems a little more blue
Carolina dreams really do come true
Oh, yes they do

[Pre-Chorus]
From here I see the future and learn from the past
This field right here takes my breath away, right here I'll take my last

[Chorus]
I belong to the southern wind
I'm an old sweet song that's born again
I'm a part of the river runnin', runnin' to the coast
I can feel those good old days where families gather 'round and pray
I can hear their voices talk to me when I'm on this front porch swing

[Bridge]
When I have babies of my own I'll tell 'em everyday
This place is always in our hearts and maybe one day the'll say

[Chorus]
I belong to the southern wind
I'm an old sweet song that's born again
I'm a part of the river runnin', runnin' to the coast
I can feel those good old days where families gather 'round and pray
I can hear their voices talk to me when I'm on this front porch swing
(I belong to the southern wind)
(I'm an old sweet song that's born again)
(I'm a part of the river runnin', runnin' to the coast)
Front porch swing
(I can feel those good old days where families gather 'round and pray)
(I can hear their voices talk to me)
When I'm on this front porch swing

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