No Southern Comfort (Album Version)

No Southern Comfort - Jon Randall

Just another lazy southern sunday

The time is hanging in the air

There's a hoot owl softly calling

Off in the distance somewhere

There's nothing left for me to go back home to

There's nothing left to do but drive around

And there's nothing left to say that'll make it be ok

And there ain't no comfort in the south

So let the willow weep a little harder

And let the dirt roads all lead out of town

That old magnolia wind done let me down

Sweet dixie cannot fix me now

There ain't no southern comfort anyhow

Yeah the honey suckle growing down the fence line

The georgia sun keeps pouring down

And that shade beneath the pines was made to ease my mind

But there ain't no comfort in the south

So let the willow weep a little harder

And let the dirt roads all lead out of town

That old magnolia wind done let me down

Sweet dixie cannot fix me now

There ain't no southern comfort anyhow

Yeah that old magnolia wind and let me down

Sweet dixie cannot fix me now

There ain't no southern comfort anyhow

No there ain't no southern comfort anyhow