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Roger Miller

Genres: Country

South Lyrics - Roger Miller

Hot afternoon, sometime in June 

Sittin' on the front porch waitin' on the moon 

Talkin' to my neighbor next door ain't never ever very much fun 

Go get my car and my guitar, ride through town with the top down 

Maybe I could buy me some beer, run out and look at the farms 

 

And they call it the south, it's the land of the free 

It lost the only war it ever fought in history 

But I love the south, it's the land of the free 

It's the land of hush your mouth and Joe south 

And that's home to me 

 

She was born in '52, she finished in a Mississippi school 

And something about her smile that turns you on 

She's different like another world 

And you can tell she's not a New York girl 

And something about her kiss that takes you home 

 

But she was born in the south, Memphis, Tennessee 

She was rich in looks from a poor Memphis family 

But she will stay in the south, it's the land of the free 

It's the land of hush your mouth and Joe south 

And that's home to me 

 

California, I love you, your hills are high and your oceans blue 

In L.A. there's always something to do and you're never alone 

But I like fall and I like spring, I love snow and I love rain 

And there's something about L.A. I can't call home 

 

I guess I'll stay in the south, it's the land of the free 

It lost the only war it ever fought in history 

But I love the south, it's the land of the free 

It's the land of hush your mouth and Joe south 

And that's home to me 

 

I may call it the south, it's the land of the free 

It lost the only war it ever fought in history 

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