[Verse 1]
Just outside of Delta country
Where the bitter weeds growin' wild
Born seven miles outside o' Woodland
Was a Chicasaw County child

[Verse 2]
An' Poppa done brung us some peppermint candy
Momma fixed a custard pie
Bought her a store-bought doll from Jackson
She's the apple of everyone's eye

[Chorus]
Chickasaw County child
Is gonna be okay
Chickasaw County child
You gonna be somebody someday

[Verse 3]
Sportin' her checkered feedsack dress
A ruby ring from a Cracker Jack box
Shufflin' on down that gravel road
Barefooted and chunkin' rocks

[Verse 4]
Momma said "Look-a here, Dumplin'
You'll go far 'cause you got style"
Ain't nothin' in this world gonna hold her back
Her pretty Chickasaw County child
[Chorus]
Chickasaw County child
Is gonna be okay
Chickasaw County child
You gonna be somebody someday

[Verse 5]
Leavin' the county a week from Monday
Ain't got much to pack
A tin can of black strap sorghum molasses
And a Farmers' Almanac

[Verse 6]
Momma done made her a brand new dress
Made of blue polka dotted silk
Two postcards from California
An' a gallon of buttermilk

[Chorus]
Chickasaw County child
Is gonna be okay
Chickasaw County child
You gonna be somebody someday

[Post Chorus]
You gonna be somebody someday
(Chicka, chicka, chicka, chicka, chicka, chicka)
You gonna be somebody someday
(Chicka, chicka, chicka, chicka, chicka, chicka)
(Chicka, chicka, chicka, chicka)
[Outro]
(Chickasaw, Chickasaw, Jackson, Lord, Chickasaw)
(Chickasaw, Chickasaw, Jackson, Lord, Chickasaw)
(Chickasaw, Chickasaw, Jackson, Lord, Chickasaw)
(Chickasaw, Chickasaw, Jackson, Lord, Chickasaw)
(Chickasaw, Chickasaw, Jackson, Lord, Chickasaw)