SOUTH - Roger Miller
Hot afternoon, sometime in June Sittin' on the front porch waitin' on the moon Talkin' to my neighbor next door ain't never ever very much fun Go get my car and my guitar, ride through town with the top down Maybe I could buy me some beer, run out and look at the farms And they call it the south, it's the land of the free It lost the only war it ever fought in history But I love the south, it's the land of the free It's the land of hush your mouth and Joe south And that's home to me She was born in '52, she finished in a Mississippi school And something about her smile that turns you on She's different like another world And you can tell she's not a New York girl And something about her kiss that takes you home But she was born in the south, Memphis, Tennessee She was rich in looks from a poor Memphis family But she will stay in the south, it's the land of the free It's the land of hush your mouth and Joe south And that's home to me California, I love you, your hills are high and your oceans blue In L.A. there's always something to do and you're never alone But I like fall and I like spring, I love snow and I love rain And there's something about L.A. I can't call home I guess I'll stay in the south, it's the land of the free It lost the only war it ever fought in history But I love the south, it's the land of the free It's the land of hush your mouth and Joe south And that's home to me I may call it the south, it's the land of the free It lost the only war it ever fought in history
Artist: Roger Miller
Title: SOUTH