Southern nights, have you ever felt a southern night? Free as the breeze, not to mention the trees Whistling tunes that you know and love so Southern nights, just as good even when closed your eyes I apologize, to anyone who can truly say That they've found a better way, yeah Southern skies, have you ever noticed southern skies? Its precious beauty lies, just beyond the eye it goes Running through the soul, like the stories told of old, old men He and his dog, then walked the old lane Every flower touched, by his cold hand As he slowly walked by, the weeping willows Cried for joy, joy Feels so good, feels so good, its frightening Wish I could, stop this world from fighting La-da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da-da Da-da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da Mystery, like this and many others in the trees Glowing the night, in the southern skies Southern nights, they feel so good, its frightening Wish I could, stop this world from fighting La-da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da-da Da-da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da-da Thanks for watching!