Southlands

The city nights are busy
The city lights are bright
The city grinds its endless beat
Through endless days and nights
I was born a city boy
But now I've come to dream
Of a life that's like a gently flowing stream

The mountain trails they call me
The open spaces sing
A siren song that draws me here
On soft and silent wings
I've come here seeking refuge
The city's far behind
I guess you could say that Georgia's on my mind

So take me to the Southlands
When the dogwoods start to bloom
Where the forest roads are windin'
And there's always roamin' room
Oh take me past the Dixie Line
Where the nights are sweet and warm
Just take me to the Southlands
And that's where I'll make my home

The smell of apple blossoms
Comes rolling on the breeze
Pine needles form small islands
Around the trunks of trees
They say a man could lose himself
I guess that may be true
This place makes me feel there's nothing I can't do

I've been through Louisiana
Down the Mississippi Way
Seen the wilds of Old Virginia and
The sea off Charleston Bay
Its beauty sweeps right through me
And now I understand
Why a man would fight and die to keep this land

(Chorus)


(Instrumental)

So take me to the Southlands
That's where I lost my heart
Amongst the farms and wheat fields
I'll make a brand new start
Away where life is slower
Where I can always find
There is time enough for all things - there is time

(Chorus X 2)

Just take me to the Southlands
And that's where I'll make my home

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