He's A Son Of The South -Louis Armstrong Oh if he's dressed up to kill His feet won't keep still You know He's a Son of the South Oh if he sings with a swing And It's just like a king You can bet He's a Son of the South Hear women sigh When he goes by He's their delight He's so polite If he's right on the spot And the music gets hot You can bet He's a Son of the South