Comfort Southern Style

There once was a boy from Tupelo who knew not where to go, so at a young age he hit the stage singing sweet and low - Liking what he saw he recorded a song for his ma, and there before he was done he found his place in the Sun as we all stood amazed, watching with awe - He twisted and he shook he had what it took, his voice powerful like thunder a delirious spell he put us under with that style and that look - He only hung around for awhile singing his song and flashing his smile, but to this very day that smooth voice can still carry us joyfully away in such peaceful comfort, southern style -