Southern soul, I'm beating on dirt Low choir singing and standing tall While you believed in I'm moving like a landslide Boss man sitting in his suit and his tie Always trying to tell us what to sing, what to write Couldn't hum a tune if it hit him in the eye Bullet in a bible, stars in the sky I don't need you to tell me what to sing Southern soul, I'm beating on dirt Low choir singing and standing tall While you believed in I'm moving like a landslide Ah, ah, ah, ah Left wing, right wing, tell me where you'll stand Does it really matter, just be your own man Fighting's hard enough, just trying to be free Holding my heart, cards up my sleeve I don't need you to tell me who to be Southern soul, I'm beating on dirt Low choir singing and standing tall While you believed in I'm moving like a landslide Ah, ah, ah, ah Southern soul, I'm beating on dirt Low choir singing and standing tall While you believed in I'm moving like a landslide Ah, ah, ah, ah And I'm moving like a landslide Ah, ah, ah, ah And I'm moving like a landslide Ah, ah, ah, ah Like a landslide Ah, ah, ah, ah