Southern Star - David Allan Coe

Oh, southern star, how I wish you would shine

And show me the way to get home

I’m blue-collar branded and stuck in a mill

My life is a stranger to me

I’m too young to live like I’m over the hill

And too old to be young and free

Tired and nowhere bound

Lost in the eighties that’s where I am

I need a guiding light

Shining down to help me make it through the night

Oh southern star, how I wish you would shine

And show me the way to go home

Oh, radio won’t you play me some old song

And let my mind drift back to ‘68

We all have a time and a place where we belong

Somewhere we can go to escape

Tired and nowhere bound

Lost in the eighties that’s where I am

I need a guiding light

Shining down to help me make it through the night

Oh southern star, how I wish you would shine

And show me the way to go home

Oh southern star, how I wish you would shine

And show me the way to go home