Grease in our hair  Hands in our pockets  We stood and stared  At cars goin' past  We placed our bets  Where they were headed  And held our cigarettes  Like movie stars    Grandmother's hands  Hard from the garden  She had a plan  For me to preach one day  She prayed for rain  She watched and she waited  And never complained  When it did not fall    Southbound  Breezes blowing  This town ain't my home  You can slow me down  But I'm going  If I can turn this road I'm on  Southbound    Stories I tell  Reek of nostalgia  And those that know me well  Have heard 'em all before  How far I've come  Mostly I'm proud of  But where I'm comin' from  Is calling me    Southbound  Breezes blowing  This town ain't my home  You can slow me down  But I'm going  If I can turn this road I'm on  Southbound...    You can slow me down  But I'm going  If I can turn this road I'm on  If I can turn this road I'm on  Southbound    Southbound..  Breezes blowing  This town ain't my home  You can slow me down  But I'm going  If I can turn this road I'm on  Southbound    these lyrics are submitted by Nicole Smith