Lyrics:

(1945) Paul Francis Webster, Hoagy Carmichael

Memphis in June
A shade veranda under Sunday blue sky
Memphis in June
And my cousin Miranda she's making a blueberry pie

I can see the clock outside a ticking and a tocking
Everything so peaceful and dandy
I can see my grandmama 'cross the street still a rocking
Watching all the neighbours go by oh my

Memphis in June
Sweet oleander blowing perfume in the air everywhere
Up jumps the moon to make it so much grander
It's paradise honey take my advice honey
Cos there's nothing loke old Memphis in June