That Old Black Magic Lyrics
September Song - Walter Huston
There's a bright golden haze on the meadow
There's a bright golden haze on the meadow
The corn is as high as an elephant's eye
An' it looks like
It's climbing clear up to the sky
Oh what a beautiful mornin'
Oh what a beautiful day
I got a beautiful feelin'
Everything's goin' my way
All the cattle are standin' like statues
All the cattle are standin' like statues
They don't turn their heads
When they see me ride by
But a little brown
Mav'rick is winkin' her eye
Oh what a beautiful mornin'
Oh what a beautiful day
I got a beautiful feelin'
Everything's goin' my way
All the sounds of the earth are like music
All the sounds of the earth are like music
The breeze is so busy
It don't miss a tree
And an old weepin'
Willer is laughin' at me
Oh what a beautiful mornin'
Oh what a beautiful day
I got a beautiful feelin'
Everything's goin' my way
Oh what a beautiful day