WhenD I was 15 IC dreamed of leavingG my homeD
ID had to see the worldC
And live likeG a rolling stoneD
ID heard California was pavedC in goldD
So IEmi hopped on that trainG
It didn\'t come easy
But IEmi keep thinkin\' bout
TheB green grass andC missing my home
TakeD me back toC my southernG waysD
WhereD I can beC myself and liveG another dayD
TakeD me backC to my southernG waysD
Where theB tall pines blow and theC southern winds kiss my face
D, C, G, D
Oh southern grace
Me and my boys started a band
Practiced everyday out on the Hell House land
Played every honky tonk and this ol\' bar
To sing about Sweet \'Bama
We were just simple men
The music is forever
and the songs will never ever end
Take me back to my southern ways
Where I can be myself and live another day
Take me back to my southern ways
Where the tall pines blow and the southern winds kiss my face
Oh take me back!
I sit here thinkin\' about those days
I wouldn\'t change a thing about my life today
Ain\'t it funny how time sure flies
\'Cause all I ever wanted and all I ever needed
WAS YOU
Take me back to my southern ways
Where I can be myself and live another day
Take me back to my southern ways
Where the tall pines blow and the St. John\'s flows, and only God - he
knows, and those southern winds kiss my face
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