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Southland In The Springtime

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G                                            F/G                         C/9         D  
Maybe we'll make Texas by the morning
                             G                                      F/G                                      C/9         D  
Light the bayou with our taillights in the night
Eight hundred miles to El Paso from the state line
                  F/9                            C                                      Am7      D7  
And we never have the money for the flight
                                G                            F/G                              C/9    D  
I'm in the back seat sleepy from the travel
                                  G                                                 F/G                                    C/9      D  
Played our hearts out all night long in New Orleans
I'm dirty from the diesel fuel, drinking coffee black
                        G                                         Am7                                             D7  
When the first breath of Texas comes in clean
                                G                                                                                                  C  
And there's something about the southland in the springtime
                          G                                            B7                                 Em         C  
Where the waters flow with confidence and reason
                        G                                                                         G/B  
Though I miss her when I'm gone, it won't ever be too long
                        Am7                                 G/B                                    C            D  
Till I'm home again to spend my favorite season
                          Am7                              G/B                              C            D  
When god made me born a yankee he was teasing
                                  Em7                                         G/B                         C                                 D  
There's no place like home and none more pleasing than the southland
                                  G         C/G         C         F/C-  C         D         C         G-  
in the springtime
In Georgia, nights are softer than a whisper