Guitar Slinger Lyrics - Singles - Crossin Dixon

I've got southern comfort runnin' through my veins 

My mama was the wind and my daddy was the train 

I'm the second coming of the midnight rider 

I'm a modern day old soul singer 

Son of a gun and guitar slinger 

I spent ten years pickin' on a six string 

Working the bar seed, burnin' it down to the ground 

Lookin' for a sound that ain't been found 

By no one else stickin' true to myself 

So I took it up the highway south bound interstate 

Counting on a big brake, trickin' my licks for tips 

Learning to live like I never did 

I was dead broke like a bad joke 

I've got southern comfort runnin' through my veins 

My mama was the wind and my daddy was the train 

I'm the second coming of the midnight rider 

I'm a modern day old soul singer 

Son of a gun and guitar slinger 

I thought I found the right thing sittin' in the wrong town 

Out in the crowd, throwin' all the signs with her eyes 

Looking mighty fine in the line of a honky tonk 

Just singing along 

But I never had a chance 'cause after the last song 

We had to get along down the road with the show 

Doing it again with some new friends under the spotlight 

Yeah, this is my life 

Southern comfort runnin' through my veins 

My mama was the wind and my daddy was the train 

I'm the second coming of the midnight rider 

I'm a modern day old soul singer 

Son of a gun and guitar slinger 

I've got southern comfort runnin' through my veins 

My mama was the wind and my daddy was the train 

I'm the second coming of the midnight rider 

I'm a modern day old soul singer 

Son of a gun and guitar slinger 

Southern comfort runnin' through my veins 

I'm the second coming of the midnight rider 

I'm a modern day old soul singer 

Son of a gun and guitar slinger