Memphis in June

Memphis in June

A shade veranda under Sunday blue sky

Memphis in June

And my cousin miranda she's making a blueberry pie

I can see the clock outside a ticking and a tocking

Everything so peaceful and dandy

I can see my grandmama cross the street still a rocking

Watching all the neighbours go by oh my

Memphis in June

Sweet oleander blowing perfume in the air everywhere

Up jumps the moon to make it so much grander

Its paradise honey take my advice honey

'Cause there's nothing loke old memphis in June