Year: 1977 -
Written by Allen Toussaint
Intro: E C#7 F#7 Southern nights, have you ever felt the southern night ? A Free as a breeze, not to mention the trees G#m B7 Whistling tunes that you know and love so E C#7 F#7 Southern nights, just as good even when closed your eyes. A G#m I apologize, to any one who can truly say B7 That he has found a better way E C#7 F#7 Southern skies, have you ever noticed southern skies ? A It's precious beauty lies, just beyond the eye G#m B7 It goes running through your soul, like the stories told of old E C#7 F#7 Old man, he and his dog that walked the old land A Every flower touched his cold hand. G#m B7 E B7 As he slowly walked by, weeping willows would cry, for joy E C#7 F#7 Feels so good, feels so good, it's frightening, wish I could Stop this world from fighting A La da da da da da la da da da da da G#m B7 Da da da da da da da da da da E C#7 F#7 Mystery, like this and many others in the trees A B7 E Blow in the night, in the southern skies C#7 F#7 Southern night, The feel so good, it's frightening, wish I could Stop this world from fighting A La da da da da da la da da da da da G#m B7 E Da da da da da da da da da da...