I just pulled out of Minneapolis, I aimed my headlight southI got the taste of cherry lipstick, still a-clinging to my mouthShe begged me not to leave her, but she cried till I nearly stayedAnd I looked at that old road map and she just didn't make the gradeWell, there wasn't nothing wrong with her lovin'She just ain't got what she got down in BiloxiI got a gal in Pascagoula, I got another one in GulfportAnd both of them more warm-blooded than anyone I met up northI got a Cajun Queen Creole, she must be six feet tallWhen she strapped lovin' on your horse, she just climbed right up the wallWell, there wasn't nothing wrong with her lovin'She just ain't got what she got down in BiloxiWhen I reach the city limits, I'm gonna climb up on the bluffNonchalant to get naked and go swimmin' in the GulfI'm gonna wash the north off of me, and when I feel like it's doneI'm gonna climb up on a rock and soak up all that southern sunWell, the sun shines in Minnesota, but it don't shine like it do down in BiloxiI go straight to the missing persons, I'm gonna turn my body inBeg the police to shoot me if I try to leave againIt's about the same all over, and even lookin' at it from the worstWell, it still stands out as bein' about the finest place on earthAnd I think a chunk of heaven must have fell down on the spotThey call BiloxiYeah, this country boy's a-goin' home to Biloxi