Just Give The Southland To Me 1929

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 8 Aug 2013
2013

Ev'ryone has their fav'rite land,
it may be East
it may be West
It may be North
where Icebergs rest;
Ev'ry one thinks
their fav'rite land
tho' it's cold or hot
yet of any spot
it's the best.

Take your Northern lights
and burn them
whirling sights and turn them
but just give the Southland to me;
take your Western snow capped mountains
Far East crystal fountains
but just give the Southland to me.
Give me a night in June,
a Dixie moon,
a southern melody;
Old Black Joe,
his old banjo,
for that is heav'n to me;
You can take the world and fence it
but before you commence it
why just give the Southland to me.

Take your Northern lights
and burn them
whirling sights and turn them
but just give the Southland to me;
take your Western snow capped mountains
Far East crystal fountains
but just give the Southland to me.
Give me a night in June,
a Dixie moon,
a southern melody;
Old Black Joe,
his old banjo,
for that is heav'n to me;
You can take the world and fence it
but before you commence it
why just give the Southland to me.

Ev'ryone loves
their own home town,
it may be large,
it may be small,
it may be by a waterfall.
But if you come
to my home town
I'm sure you'll find
just why I say
mine's best of all.

Take your Northern lights
and burn them
whirling sights and turn them
but just give the Southland to me;
take your Western snow capped mountains
Far East crystal fountains
but just give the Southland to me.
Give me a night in June,
a Dixie moon,
a southern melody;
Old Black Joe,
his old banjo,
for that is heav'n to me;
You can take the world and fence it
but before you commence it
why just give the Southland to me.

Take your Northern lights
and burn them
whirling sights and turn them
but just give the Southland to me;
take your Western snow capped mountains
Far East crystal fountains
but just give the Southland to me.
Give me a night in June,
a Dixie moon,
a southern melody;
Old Black Joe,
his old banjo,
for that is heav'n to me;
You can take the world and fence it
but before you commence it
why just give the Southland to me.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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Just Give The Southland To Me 1929
words & music by Noble Sissle & Harry Revel
© 1929
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Thursday 8 August 2013 at 18.15
in association with Veda Meyer-Castens
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