Riding thru the sky at midnight There` a witch upon a magic broom
There's danger in the southern sky at midnight. If you look on high. twill lead you to your doom. With the magic scent of sweet magnolias And the tender tune the breezes play, Before you know, she's cast her spell around you. Before you know, she steals your heart away.
'Neath the southern moon Where love is warm and Tender By the southern sea Where love is warm and free 'Neath the spreading shade Of palms, you will surrender. For I know its always June “Neathe the southern moon—Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.