Hine-MacIver
Summer finds me needing just
To feel Kentucky rain.
Well, hush your mouth,
Find me a train, gonna walk me to the South again.
Crissacrossin highway five
The phasin moon my friend
Well I'll sleep the day
Travel out the night
Gonna drink me the South again
An thasright,
I'm pickin up dreams of home.
Jusapain that calls my name
Takes me back
Jusathousan miles
Ass all.
Tell me what I'd give to get insider
that Southern drawl.
Well a turn of phrase,
a talkin smile
A voice that soothes my soul.
Waiting somewhere, spiral me,
The drifting smoke of home
Will reach me here
Wait for me
Gonna breathe me
the South again