"Southern Lady" lyrics

"Southern Lady"

I'll be wearing yellow chiffon and gardenias
Outside a mansion on an emerald lawn
Making small talk with the menfolk and the ladies
But I'm yours, yes I'm yours

You could take me for a southern lady
Cherry smiles and all fluttering eyes
But I could take you anyway I had to take you
Anytime, anyway

I could take you in a house beside the railroad
Feeding the chickens sweeping out the yard
And sleeping all alone on the single pull out sofa
Ain't so easy but it ain't so hard

You could take me for a southern lady
Cherry smiles and all fluttering eyes
But I could take you anyway I had to take you
Anytime, anyway

There ain't no money in all South Carolina
Ain't no family and there ain't no land
That I would swap for you my precious little darling
'Cause you're my man, yeah you're my man

Now you could take me for a southern lady
Cherry smiles and all fluttering eyes
But I could take you anyway I had to take you
Any old time, any old way

Yes I would take you anyway that I want to take you
And you know I will, never mind I will


Writer(s): Mike Hazlewood
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