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SOUTH FOR THE WINTER
Words & Music
Jim Rainho
The dazzlin' bright New York City lights called me here,
Where I've been working at ev'ry kind of job for about a year.
Now I'm gettin' lonesome, and there's a girl, and I miss her,
So when the birds fly, so will I, be headin' SOUTH FOR THE WINTER.
(*)
Where there's no snow, and just soft breezes blow,
Anyway it seems that way to me.
And where home are real, not just towers of steel.
In my little town in Tennessee.
Oh, so I'm gettin' lonesome, and there's a girl, and I miss her,
So when the birds fly, so will I, be headin' SOUTH FOR THE WINTER.
The dazzling bright New York City lights will call again,
And like a big fool I'll run and answer their call again.
The fame and fortune that I'm seeking will have to wait until next time,
'Cause when the birds fly, so will I, be headin' SOUTH FOR THE WINTER.
When there's no snow......(from *)
©1960-1980-2005 - Jim Rainho
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