Joan Baez - The sweet sunny south

^CTake me back to the place where I first saw the ^Glight To the ^Csweet sunny south take me ^Fhome Where the ^Cmockingbird ^Fsings me to ^Csleep every ^Gnight Oh w^Chy was I t^Gempted to r^Coam

^CI think with regret of the dear home I ^Gleft Of the ^Cwarm hearts that sheltered me ^Fthere Of wife ^Cand of dear ^Fones of ^Cwhom I'm ^Gbereft For ^Cthe old place ^Gagain do I ^Csigh

^CTake me back to the place where the orange trees ^Ggrow To my ^Cplot in the evergreen ^Fshade Where the ^Cflowers from ^Fthe river's green ^Cmargins did ^Ggrow And ^Cspread their sweet ^Gscent through the ^Cglade

^COh the path to our cottage they say has grown ^Ggreen And the ^Cplace is quite lonely a^Fround And the ^Cface and the ^Fforms of the ^Cones that I ^Gloved Now ^Clie in the ^Gcold mossy ^Cground

^CTake me back let me see what is left that I k^Gnew Can it ^Cbe that the old house is ^Fgone Dear ^Cfriends of my ^Fchildhood ^Cindeed must be ^Gfew And ^CI must face ^Gdeath all a^Clone

^CBut yet I'll return to the place of my ^Gbirth Where the ^Cchildren have played round the ^Fdoor Where they ^Cgathered wild ^Fblossoms that ^Cgrow round the ^Gpath They'^Cll echo our ^Gfootsteps no ^Cmore

^CTake me back to the place where my little ones ^Gsleep My w^Cife lies buried close ^Fby By the ^Cgraves of my ^Floved ones I l^Cong for to w^Geep And ^Camong them to ^Grest when I ^Cdie