SOUTHLAND IN THE SPRINGTIME (Emily Saliers) ------------------------------------------- [Actually in A, so capo at the 2nd fret.] [Each chord is one measure, except chords joined by hyphens are one measure _total_.]
[intro]
Maybe we'll make Texas by the morning
Light the bayou with our taillights in the night - Eight hundred miles to El Paso from the state line
And we never have the money for the flight
VERSE 2:
I'm in the back seat sleepy from the travel
Played our hearts out all night long in New Orleans - Gs I'm dirty from the diesel fuel, drinking coffee black
When the first breath of Texas comes in clean
CHORUS:
And there's something about the southland in the springtime
Where the waters flow with confidence and reason Gsus/C Though I miss her when I'm gone, it won't ever be too long
Till I'm home again to spend my favorite season
When god made me born a yankee he was teasing
There's no place like home and none more pleasing than the southland - - in the springtime
In Georgia, nights are softer than a whisper Beneath a quilt somebody's mother made by hand With the farmland like a tapestry passed down through generations And the peach trees stitched across the land There'll be cider up near Helen off the roadside And warm peanuts in a bag to warm your fingers And the smoke from the chimneys meets its maker in the sky With a song that winter wrote whose melody lingers
