My Window Faces The South

My Window Faces The South - Bob Wills & His Texas Playboys

Written by：Bob Wills

Don't worry about the Swanee

Don't worry about the Swanee

My window faces the South yea

I'm almost halfway to heaven to heaven

Snow is falling still I can see I can see boy

Fields of cotton smillin' to me

My window faces the South oh baby South

And though I am far from the Swanee Swanee

I'm never frownin' or down in the mouth

My window faces the South

O yes I am shaked up by mask man

Shaked up by now

Forget that day goes

I'm always but can't out now

O yei ya

Don't worry about The Swanee

Don't worry

My window faces the South o faces

I'm almost halfway to heaven halfway to heaven

Snow is falling still I can see aa ha

Fields of cotton smillin' to me yea

My window faces the South faces the South

And though I am far from the Swanee o yea

I'm never frownin' or down in the mouth

My window faces the South