Memphis in June

Ooh, ooh, ooh Memphis in June A shady veranda under a Sunday blue sky Memphis in June And cousin Amanda is making a blueberry pie I can hear the clock inside a-ticking and a-tocking Everything is peacefully dandy I can see ole granny cross the street still a-rocking Watching the neighbors go by, oh Memphis in June with sweet oleander Blowing perfume in the air Up jumps the moon to make it that much grander It's paradise, brother, take my advice Nothing's half as nice as Memphis in June