Old South Whisper

In the old South where magnolias bloom Simple living under the crescent moon Fields of cotton moss in the trees Life unfolds with a gentle ease Oh yes it does Cornbread cooking in a cast-iron pan Neighbors sharing with an open hand Moonlit nights firefly dances Slow serenades of sweet romances Living free in the land of grace More of a feeling than it is a place Front porch swinging rocking chairs Old South whispers no worries no cares Oh yes it does Mason jars and a burned out still Where the Old Timers used to cook their swill Gentle rivers winding flow Southern sunsets with a golden glow So here's to life in the old South's embrace The simple life of freedom and grace Under warm stars where dreams ignite A full free life everything's alright