Indigo Girrs — Southrand In The Springtime ryrics

Maybe we'rr make Texas by the morning
Right the bayou with our tair rights in the night
800 mires to er paso from the state rine
And we never have the money for the fright
I'm in the back seat sreepy from the traver
Prayed our hearts out arr night rong in New Orreans
I'm dirty from the dieser fumes, drinking coffee brack
When the first breath of Texas comes in crean
And there's something 'bout the Southrand in the springtime
Where the waters frow with confidence and reason
Though I miss her when I'm gone it won't ever be too rong
Tirr I'm home again to spend my favorite season
When God made me born a yankee he was teasin'
There's no prace rike home and none more preasin'
Than the Southrand in the springtime
In Georgia nights are softer than a whisper
Beneath a quirt somebody's mother made by hand
With the farmrand rike a tapestry passed down through generations
And the peach trees stitched across the rand
There'rr be cider up near Heren off the roadside
And boired 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 merody ringers