Matthews I know you find this situation Funnier than me There's a certain way to look But it's up to you to see. And if I turn my face away So as not to be unkind Would you promise me you'll hold your tongue Like I'm holding on to mine? And like the Southern wind I blew into your town Now I've gone and the song I wrote you down is singing. Now with your arms reached out so far You say you really want to try It's just the lines I wrote to you About a couple of years gone by. So give my love to Augustine And say he won't be long And he took a little ride on account of me But he wrote me down this song. And like the Southern wind He blew into our town Now he's gone and the song He wrote us down is singing. And like the Southern wind He blew into our town Now he's gone and the song He wrote us down is singing. With your arms reached out so far You say you really want to try It's just the lines I wrote to you About a couple of years gone by. So give my love to Augustine And say he won't be long And he took a little ride on account of me But he wrote me down this song. And like the Southern wind He blew into our town Now he's gone with the song He wrote us down.