Jewel Of The South

(album: Jewel Of The South - 1995)

One fine morning when the wild geese fly
I'm taking my chances on the sunny side
I'm headed down south where the grass grows tall
Where the mockingbirds singing and the whippoorwill calls

Spanish moss on the Natchez Trace
A gulf wind blowing wide across my face
French girls dancing to a big bang drum
Back down south where I come from
Where the river flows like warm molasses
Rain fogs up my reading glasses
Honey suckle strong enough to curl your hair
Back down there

On one fine morning gonna pull up stakes
I'm gonna chalk it all up as just a bad mistake
I'm gonna hit the decks running bid a fond farewell
And by the time I get to Memphis I'll be outta my shell

Cottonfields just as white as snow
Sweet magnolia blossoms grow
Big moon shining like an ice cream cone
Back down south where I belong
Where the river flows like milk and honey
The nights are slow and the eggs are runny
I wouldn't mind sitting in a rocking chair
Back down there

Jewel of the south, cross my heart, shut my mouth
Come the morning I'll be home in the sweet Delta dawn

One fine morning and it won't be long
I'm leaving out early with my glad rags on
I'm gonna pull a load of wool off of my own two eyes
And sharpen my senses counting railroad ties

When the mile long trestle makes a clickity-clack
The whole dang town is gonna welcome me back
Ticket to the land of the sugar cane
Back down on the Ponchartrain
Where the river flows like a grand mariner
Sweet olive takes my breath away
Sunday morning walking on the Jackson Square
Back down there

Jewel of the south, cross my heart, shut my mouth
Come the morning I'll be home in the sweet Delta dawn
Come the morning I'll be home in the sweet Delta dawn

I wish I was in the land of cotton..