Southland in the Springtime Chords & Lyrics by Indigo Girls
Southland in the Springtime
guitar chords lyrics
SOUTHLAND IN THE SPRINGTIME (Indigo Girls)
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capo at the 2nd fret.
G F C D G F C D
[intro]
[G] Maybe we'll make [F] Texas by the [C] morning [D]
Light the [G] bayou with our [F] taillights in the [C] night [D]
Eight [Em] hundred miles to El [C] Paso from the [G] state line
And we [F] never have the [C] money for the[Am7] flight [D7]
VERSE 2:
I'm in the [G] back seat [F] sleepy from the [[ch]C [/ch]]travel [D]
Played our [G] hearts out all night [F] long in New [C] Orleans [D]
I'm [Em] dirty from the [C] diesel fuel, [G] drinking coffee [C] black
When the [G] first breath of [Am7] Texas comes in [D7] clean
CHORUS:
And there's [G] something about the southland in the [C] springtime
Where the [G] waters flow with [B7] confidence and [Em] reason [C]
Though I [G] miss her when I'm [A] gone, it won't [G] ever be too long
Till I'm [Am7] home again to [G] spend my favorite [C] season [D]
When god [Am7] made me born a [G] yankee he was [C] teasing [D]
There's no [Em7] place like home and [G] none more [C] pleasing
than the [D] southland in the spring [G] time [C] [F] [D] [C] [G]
In [G] Georgia, [F] nights are softer [C] than a [D] whisper
Beneath a [G] quilt somebody's [F] mother [C] made by [D] hand
With the [Em] farmland like a [C] tapestry passed down [G] through [C] generations
And the [F] peach trees [C] stitched [Am7] across the [D7] land
There'll be [G] cider [F] up near Helen [C] off the [D] roadside
And warm [G] peanuts in a [F] bag to [C] warm your [D] fingers
And the [Em] smoke from the [C] chimneys meets its [G] maker in the [C] sky
With a F song that winter C wrote whose Am7 melody D7 lingers
And there's [G] something about the southland in the [C] springtime
Where the [G] waters flow with [B7] confidence and [Em] reason [C]
Though I [G] miss her when I'm [A] gone, it won't [G] ever be too long
Till I'm [Am7] home again to [G] spend my favorite [C] season [D]
When god [Am7] made me born a [G] yankee he was [C] teasing [D]
There's no [Em7] place like home and [G] none more [C] pleasing
than the [D] southland in the spring [G] time [C] [F] [D] [C] [G]
