Letra South Roger Miller

South

Hot afternoon, sometime in june
Sittin on the front porch waitin on the moon
Talkin to my neighbor next door aint 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, its the land of the free
It lost the only war it ever fought in history
But I love the south, its the land of the free
Its the land of hush your mouth, n joe south
And thats home to me

She was born in 52, she finished in a mississippi school
And something about her that turns you on
Shes different, like another world
And you can tell shes 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, its the land of the free
Its the land of hush your mouth, n joe south
And thats home to me

California, I love you, your hills are high and your oceans blue
In la theres always something to do, and youre never alone
But I like fall,and I like spring, I love snow and I love rain
And theres something about la I cant call home

I guess Ill stay in the south, its the land of the free
It lost the only war it ever fought in history
But I love the south, its the land of the free
Its the land of hush your mouth, n joe south
And thats home to me...