I'm Going South

I'm Going Southised - Various Artists/Vince Giordano/The Nighthawks

It's just an old time story

One that I've heard before

I left my mammy's fine caress

To search the world for happiness

The things I left behind me

Were the things I sought in vain

Sad and blue weary too

I'm going home again

Yes sir

I'm goin South

Taste the sugar cane right in my mouth

All the water sweeter way down South

Where I spent my happy days

I hear the rustling corn

Birdies singing in the early morn

In the little town where I was born

Down in Alabamy way

I jump and picture black Joe

With his old banjo

I Can hear him strumming a tune

That old quartet I can hear them yet

Singing "By The Silvery Moon"

They've got sink a pack

Still out there by the little shack

There's nobody gona hold me back

I'm going South

Yes sir

I'm going down upon the Swanee river

Oh if I feel blue

And all the word is head only next only you

Every evening when the shadow swallow upon him

That's time I long some park it's loud start carving

Lordy save me down in Alabamy way

I just can't picture a black Joe

With his old banjo

I can hear him strumming a tune

That old quartet I can hear them yet

Singing "By The Silvery Moon"

They've got sink a pack

Still out there by the little shack

There's nobody gona hold me back

Out of my way

I'm going South