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Magnolia Blossom Time

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Down in the South, is where I'm from, was no better place to be,

Evenings there in the Summertime best, as a setting sun to see.

As you sat on the front porch, all senses to share, sights so rare,

Sweet scents of Magnolia blossoms and Jasmine were in the air.


As the old Hoot Owl called from the ancient Oak out in the yard,

Then played Solitaire in the evening, and laid down my last card,

Couldn't help to stare across the hill, at grandest colors of the sun,

When nighttime soon comes around, then another day's well done.


Refrain:

Southern times, I miss you so, and of my sweet home, back then,

A time when I was growing up, you were to me like an old friend.

Magnolias, honeysuckle vines, fine Summer's moon, all so remind,

Makes me want to see my home again, lying sweetly on my mind,


That old red rooster greets the day, as a morning sun comes up,

The smell of sweet blossoms in the air, fresh hot coffee in my cup.

I spy the wild geese over the lake, they're sounds as if me to call,

Cool breezes among the trees, warm sunshine, I miss most of all.


Days spent fishing in the creek, swimming, and eating watermelon,

Sharing homemade ice cream, churned up just right, till it gets done.

Sitting on the front porch swing, to swap our tales of days long past,

These, all the stuff of how fond memories are made, the ones to last.


We can never go back to our home, ones we remember in our minds,

So I'll drink a toast of fine lemonade, for every memory each one finds.


Refrain:

Southern times I miss you so, and of my sweet home, back then,

A time when I was growing up, to me you were like an old friend.

Magnolias, honeysuckle vines, fine Summer's moon all so remind,

Makes me want to see my home again, lying sweetly on my mind.

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