Charlie Daniels may be 78 years old, but he still has an abundance of energy, something he made clear during his recent Grand Ole Opry performance.
Along with The Charlie Daniels Band, Daniels took to the Opry stage on September 11 to perform the 2002 song, “Southern Boy.”
“Southern Boy” was written by Daniels himself, along with fellow country star Travis Tritt. The Charlie Daniels Band placed the song on their bluegrass and country rock album Redneck Fiddlin’ Man, which peaked at the 40th spot on the Top Country Albums chart. Tritt was also featured in the recording of “Southern Boy” that appeared on the album.
Although Tritt isn’t present for the band’s Opry performance of the song, it is still a showcase of great musical talent. Daniels starts off the song playing on his black fiddle, before he steps up to the microphone and starts belting out the lyrics.
The performance features various instrumental solos on the guitar and keyboard, as well as Daniels on the fiddle.
Daniels dances around the stage and swings his fiddle bow as he sings, and it’s obvious that he’s having a blast during the performance.
The audience seems to have a lot of fun as well, erupting into cheers at the conclusion of the performance, with Daniels throwing his bow out to them.
Once you start watching The Charlie Daniels Band’s “Southern Boy” performance, you’ll find the urge to tap your feet along to its infectious beat.
While you’re at it, enjoy the official music video for the song, featuring Travis Tritt.
LYRICS BELOW
Well it’s easy for a country boy to be misunderstood
When the honky tonks are jumping and the girls are looking good
Yeah, I get excited and some people think I’m rude
It’s the way my daddy raised me it’s my rebel attitude
I’m a southern boy
Southern born and bred
I’ve got Sweet Home Alabama buzzing all around in my head
I’m right at home in Georgia or down in Caroline
Yeah I’d be happy anywhere below that Mason-Dixon line
A working and a sweating ’til I hear that whistle blow
Country rock a cooking on my pick-up radio
I rush home for a shower and put on my dancing shoes
I get the Friday fever and the Sunday morning blues
I’m a southern boy
I like a rowdy crowd
Put Bocephus on the jukebox and turn that sucker way up loud
Don’t need a reservation
We’re just a-having fun
Yeah it’s party time in Dixie
Ya’ll just come on down and get ya some
From Rockingham to Birmingham
Mobile to New Orleans
Jacksonville to Copper Hill
Pike to Bowling Green
Layfayette to Somerset
Boone to Rocky Mount
If you don’t live in Dixie then
You’re only camping out
I’m a southern boy
I say my sirs and ma’ams
I’m kinda rough around the edges but I’m mighty proud of who I am
Roll on Mississippi rock on Tennessee
If it was good enough for Elvis you know it’s good enough for me
I said, if it was good enough for Elvis you know it’s good enough for me
Well if the King was crazy ’bout it then you know it’s good enough for me
