Southern Comfort Lyrics - Johnny Cash

I've been a thrill seeking rambler 

And often came into this town 

But the thrills were too high for my little sky 

So I dug in and I've settled down 

And I got a good job in Nashville 

No way they can pay me enough 

For grindin' up tobacco leaves 

Making brut and snuff 

Southern comfort is killin' me 

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I'm slowly chokin' in Tennessee 

I shovel the snuff until late afternoon 

Then I crawl with the traffic and I choke on its fumes 

And fall on the face when I get to my room 

Southern comfort is killin' me 

I met a woman in Nashville 

For a while we were carryin' on 

She'd washed snuff out of my shirts every night 

And keep me with clean ones on 

But I guess she got tired of tobacco 

At least of the regular kind 

Now I'm still workin' where nicotine 

And memories are burnin' in my mind 

And Southern comfort is killin' me 

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The Cumberland cannot enhermit each bee 

I'm sniffin' and dippin' and livin' alone 

I smell funny smoke and I know where she's gone 

She's in some other county now proving her own 

Southern comfort is killin' me 

Southern comfort is killin' me