Southland In The Springtime

southland in the springtime ( indigo girls ) - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 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 ]