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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 IEm hopped on that trainG It didn't come easy But IEm 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