Sunday In the South - Shenandoah

Only thing moving out here is this swing on the front porch And the sun's beating down, heatin' up this house like a blow torch Sitting here singing Dixie with a whistle Man, it's hotter than a two-dollar pistol Baby, I know that it's only 11:30 But sure as hell or high water I'm gettin' kinda thirsty I don't need your mama's lemonade I need something from a can or a bottle on ice Just another Sunday in the South Wanna put on some Shenandoah And crank it loud You and me go fishin' in the dark Killin' time with restless heart Just another Sunday in the South There's church bells ringin' Down the road and we ain't goin' I'm singin' Hallelujah right here With the warm wind blowin' Next to you, sitting next to me And we're shaking that sugar tree Just another Sunday in the South Wanna put on some Shenandoah And crank it loud All you gotta do is give me that wink Man, this ain't no thinkin' thing Just another Sunday in the South Well, honey, it's a far cry From our crazy lives but All you gotta do is turn on the radio It'll take us back It'll take us home Oh oh oh Just another Sunday in the South Wanna put on some Shenandoah and crank it loud You and me go fishin' in the dark Killin' time with restless heart Just another Sunday in the South I'm gonna put on some Shenandoah and crank it loud All you gotta do is give me that wink Man, this ain't no thinkin' thing Just another Sunday in the South Just another Sunday Yeah Just another Sunday (I can hear my mama callin') Just another Sunday (Sweet Sunday) Just another Sunday Oooohh in the South

Soil sister with beautiful black eyes Ntwana yam she kills me every time when she smiles Educated black sister with a conscious mind Even though I say so myself she's my type Ethwel'iqhiya pretty much like umam'uS'biya Using nothing but u buhle bakhe ebendibiza Samza ngashiva lomntwana uyang'bandisa Profound sister ben'geke ngiye daar ngindiza Mara akusizi ukulinda ngasukuma ngayozazisa Igama uNtsika elakhe mfana uSiza Ya blender daideng uyayizwa iyahamba daideng Sa chiller e cafe kanti ungwana uhamba that day Would it make you smile seeing her again Seems like she's gone and she'll never return You act like this girl's the only reason you win Would it make you smile Making her your bride she's gone now thats why you singing this song You look so sad man she left you bad On that day it was a Sunday U buhle bakhe took my breath away Ingxaki kukuthi ebehamba that day But I hope to see her someday Please believe me when I say In this sour life you're my honey You're the only one abekho abanye Sthandwa sami ngicela sibambisane sihlalisane Ngumvulo ulwesibini nolwesithathu Hayi alukho usuku olufana nolasuku Mde unomkhitha wayevel'eMtata Lomfana ndamphiwe Nguye uSomandla Ethwel'ipanama yakhe yama krwala emnyama Ndaziva ukuthi hayi lomfana uyandi charmer Ndaxelela umama UMama waxelela utata And soon sizaw'tshata nalo mfana obendi charmer Akhange ndilinde mandi khawuleze ndizazise Igama nguBuhle wathi elakhe umfana wuSihle Ya blender le way Uyazivela nawe iya rhymer le way Sa chiller elwandle Kodwa bendigoduke that day Molo sthandwa sam kunjani lovey wam Ndikunika uthando lwam luthathe please ungasabi Njalo ndikucinga njalo Sthandwa sam sentliziyo yam ndikunika uthando Although bathi ng'bloma ekasi lama psycho Mara ubani othe alukho uthando eSoweto Ngunani lo ndithetha ngaye igama nguNoluthando UMama wabatwana bam ozakundinika usapho Lommtwana lo uvela pha kwaMakhumalo and yena ingathi unohambo

One more Sunday in Savannah Hear the whole creation shoutin': "Praise the Lord" See them flinging out the banner While the congregation says: "Amen" One more Sunday in Savannah Hear the whole creation shoutin': "Praise the Lord" See them flinging out the banner While the congregation says: "Amen" Young folk 'tendin' Sunday School They sing merrily 'bout the golden rule Horse sense preaching all the day They all hollar in the righteous way It's time to call on my Hannah While she sits there wishing for her last reward, ain't you seen her? One more Sunday in Savannah Don't you dare go fishin' son, amen Young folk 'tendin' Sunday School They sing merrily 'bout the golden rule Horse sense preaching all the day They all hollar in the righteous way It's time for me to call on my Hannah While she sits there wishing for her last reward One more Sunday in Savannah One more Sunday in Atlanta It's the same thing Same state, same feeling Don't you dare go fishin' son Amen I liked her Didn't she do it? Alright, I hope you got that on the tape

Well, here comes trouble in a pair of tight jeans Fit to be tied bustin' at the seams Got a bead on me, she's a shootin' this way I'm under the gun should I run or stay? On one hand I'm thinkin' that I better lay low But then on the other what a way to go What kind of fix have I got me into? I'm darned if I don't, danged if I do She's got me wide-eyed tongue-tied beside myself I'm tore up talk me down I might need help Hold me back boys, I ain't thinkin' straight My head's cryin' run but my heart's sayin' wait On one hand I'm thinkin' that I better lay low But then on the other what a way to go What kind of fix have I got me into? I'm darned if I don't, danged if I do Yeah, on one hand I'm thinkin' that I better lay low But then on the other what a way to go What kind of fix have I got me into? I'm darned if I don't, danged if I do Yeah, on one hand I'm thinkin' that I better lay low But then on the other what a way to go What kind of fix have I got me into? Well, I'm darned if I don't, danged if I do Yeah, I'm darned if I don't, danged if I do Yeah, I'm darned if I don't, danged if I do