Текст песни Roger Miller - SOUTH
Roger Miller - SOUTH слова песни
Hot afternoon, sometime in juneSittin` on the front porch waitin` on the moonTalkin` to my neighbor next door ain`t never ever very much funGo get my car, and my guitar, ride through town with the top downMaybe I could buy me some beer, run out and look at the farmsAnd they call it the South, it`s the land of the freeIt lost the only war it ever fought in historyBut I love the South, it`s the land of the freeIt`s the land of hush your mouth, `n Joe SouthAnd that`s home to meShe was born in `52, she finished in a Mississippi schoolAnd something about her that turns you onShe`s different, like another worldAnd you can tell she`s not a New York girlAnd something about her kiss that takes you homeBut she was born in the South, Memphis, TennesseeShe was rich in looks from a poor Memphis familyBut she will stay in the South, it`s the land of the freeIt`s the land of hush your mouth, `n Joe SouthAnd that`s home to meCalifornia, I love you, your hills are high and your oceans blueIn LA there`s always something to do, and you`re never aloneBut I like Fall,and I like Spring, I love snow and I love rainAnd there`s something about LA I can`t call homeI guess I`ll stay in the South, it`s the land of the freeIt lost the only war it ever fought in historyBut I love the South, it`s the land of the freeIt`s the land of hush your mouth, `n Joe SouthAnd that`s home to me...