Teksty: Amos Lee. Supply And Demand. Souther Girl.

farewell my sweet
well the time that was comin the road has begun to move beneath my feet
good things come to an end
well i hope through the pain, the heartache and strain we can still remain friends

somethin bout a southern girl
make me feel right
in a mississippi mornin
she's an angel in flight
in a blink of an eye
she'll be out of your sight
somethin bout a southern girl


your soft melody
well i swear that i heard from a lost mockingbird stuck up in a tree
we got a lot goin on
even though i'm not here please don't shed any tears for me dear when i'm gone

i never meant to leave you lonely, it was only in your mind
girl, i never meant to leave you lonely, it was only a matter of time