When I got drafted into the military service, I noticed them boys from Mississippi sure was nervous.When it was time to march and everybody fall in line, you could hear the old Sarge holler, roll call time.He said, when I call your name, son, you give me your hometown.That's when all of them stories would float around.One from Mississippi, you could bet, he'd holler Memphis.Now everybody knew that was in Tennessee.But old Sarge really got quite a shock.When that roll call got around to me, this is what I said.You can just call me Ovi from Senatobi.And you better believe that's a Mississippi town.We still eat watermelons at the Tate County Gin House.And we drink.We make homebrew when the sun go down.Now all the fellas turned to me and they started to stare.But I just kept right on talking with my head in the air.Then somebody said, boy, you're going to have to hide your face.Now don't you know you should have told him.Oh, some important place.And I looked at him and I said, buddy, you can call me Ovi from Senatobi.And you can tell anybody that you might see.My mama gave birth to me in Senatobi.And it's the most important place in the world to me.Everybody, you can just call me Ovi from Senatobi.And you better believe it's a Mississippi town.We still eat rag bologna down on Main Street.And we drink homebrew when the sun go down.I said, y'all can just call me Ovi.I said, y'all can just call me Ovi from Senatobi.I said, y'all can just call me Ovi from Senatobi.And you better believe that's a Mississippi town.