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.