South of the border, down Mississippi way

Born on the delta, where the blues men play

Out on the road, just doin’ my time

When I come home, I wanna be with my kind



Mamma calls me baby, daddy says son

That ain’t no name for a man on the run

Stick to your guns, and you surely win

Open up your mouth, and let the moonshine in



Hang time, down in the neighborhood

Well it’s hang time, I’m hangin’ with my family and friends



Well grab my little honey for a little doe-se-doe

Cut myself a slice O’rug, on the dance floor

Come on everybody, lets have a good time

Pack up all your troubles, and leave ‘em behind



Winter, spring, summer, on into the fall,

Any type of weather, it don’t matter at all

Down on the street corners, you will find

Where everybody’s hangin’, hangin’



Now it might be sentimental, but I don’t care

I know it’s something that we all share

Mamma’s good cookin’ makes you feel at home,

You give the dog a bone



Now out in the driveway, I hear the engines roar

My road dog buddy’s, say it’s time for some more

When it’s all over, and my work is through

Pack it up honey, I’m comin’ home to you



Cause it’s hanging time, down in my neighborhood

Lord it’s hang time, I’m hangin’ with my family and friends

Lord it’s hang time, down in my neighborhood

Yes it’s hanging time

I’m hangin’ with my family and friends

Oh yeah, I am hanging

Well I’m hanging

I am hanging, hangin’ with my family and friends