I Dream in Southern - Kaleb Lee, Kelly Clarkson

Some people dream of what they may be

Where they may go, what they may see

Just down road around the band

Oh, but me, I dream of where I’ve already been

I dream in blue jeans, ol' Fords

Boxe fans, Porsche

Cotton growin' up to your knees

I dream in Mississipi moon

Past Mason Jar Fireflies

William Faulkner, ol' New Orleans

The only Paris for me is in West Tennessee

If I’m never other when I lay down to sleep

I dream in Church,

Ain’t you never 'round, oh no

I dream in Southern

I’ve hung my hat in so many places

I’ve seen the beauty in so many faces that don’t feel like home

But that’s alright

'Cause every time I close my eyes

I dream in blue bell, ice cream

Momma call me through the screen

Someone’s almost ready to hit

I dream in football, Graceland

Barbecue in Alabama sand swippin' up my feet

If I can spend my time in sweet Carolina

Don’t take too long for join us back on my mind

I dream in symphonies of trains and crickets

Where’s always Christmas for summer

I dream in Southern

They say you can’t go back

But I can always come back

I dream in blue jeans, ol' Fords

Boxe fans, Porsche

Cotton growin' up to your knees

I dream in Mississipi moon

Past Mason Jar Fireflies

William Faulkner, ol' New Orleans

The only Paris for me is in West Tennessee

If I’m never other when I lay down to sleep

I dream in Church,

Ain’t you never 'round, oh no

I dream in Southern

Oh yeah

I dream in Southern