Wish I could find the Greyhound That had a destination sign Said Elrod, Alabama 1949 With the smell of sweet magnolias Blowing in the summer air Lord, take me back and leave me there
Pass through the land of cotton Carry me away to those those feelings Long forgotten in the good old days To the place that''s cool and shady Tire swings and rocking chairs Lord, take me back and leave me there
I want to live In grandpa''s stories Taste a drugstore malt for two Or grandma?'s blue ribbon pickles That made the front page news Yesterday is all I''m after How I get there I don''t care Just take me back and leave me there
Pass through the land of cotton Carry me away to those feelings Long forgotten in the good old days To the place that''s cool and shady Tire swings and rocking chairs Lord, take me back and leave me there
To the place that's cool and shady Tire swings and rocking chairs Lord, take me back and leave me there Lord, take me back and leave me thereTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
