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SOUTHLAND IN THE SPRINGTIME
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SOUTHLAND IN THE SPRINGTIME,
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Maybe we'll make texas by the morning
light the bayou with our tailights in the night
800 miles to el paso from the stateline
and we never had the money for the flight
in the backseat sleepy from our travels
played our hearts out all night long in new orleans
dirty from the diesel fumes drinking coffee black
when the first breath of texas comes in clean
And there's something bout the southland in the springtime
where the waters flow with confidence and reason
though i miss her when i'm gone, it won't ever be too long
till i'm home again to spend my favorite season
when god made me born a yankee he was teasin'
there's no place like home and none more pleasin'
than the southland in the springtime
In georgia nights are softer than a whisper
beneath the quilt somebody's mother made by hand
and the farmland like a tapestry passed down through generations
and the peachtrees stitched across the land
there'll be cider up near helen off the roadside
boiled peanuts in a bag to warm your fingers
and the smoke from the chimneys meets its maker in the sky
a song that winter wrote this melody lingers
And there's something bout the southland in the springtime
where the waters flow with confidence and reason
though i miss her when i'm gone, it won't ever be too long
till i'm home again to spend my favorite season
when god made me born a yankee he was teasin'
there's no place like home and none more pleasin'
than the southland in the springtime
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Maybe we'll make texas by the morning light the bayou with our tailights in the night 800 miles to el paso from the stateline and we never had the money for the flight in the backseat sleepy from our travels played our hearts out all night long in new orleans dirty from the diesel fumes drinking coffee black when the first breath of texas comes in clean And there's something bout the southland in the springtime where the waters flow with confidence and reason though i miss her when i'm gone, it won't ever be too long till i'm home again to spend my favorite season when god made me born a yankee he was teasin' there's no place like home and none more pleasin' than the southland in the springtime In georgia nights are softer than a whisper beneath the quilt somebody's mother made by hand and the farmland like a tapestry passed down through generations and the peachtrees stitched across the land there'll be cider up near helen off the roadside boiled peanuts in a bag to warm your fingers and the smoke from the chimneys meets its maker in the sky a song that winter wrote this melody lingers And there's something bout the southland in the springtime where the waters flow with confidence and reason though i miss her when i'm gone, it won't ever be too long till i'm home again to spend my favorite season when god made me born a yankee he was teasin' there's no place like home and none more pleasin' than the southland in the springtime
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