Lyrics:
MatthewsI know you find this situationFunnier than meThere's a certain way to lookBut it's up to you to see.And if I turn my face awaySo as not to be unkindWould you promise me you'll hold your tongueLike I'm holding on to mine ?And like the Southern windI blew into your townNow I've gone and the songI wrote you down is singing.Now with your arms reached out so farYou say you really want to tryIt's just the lines I wrote to youAbout a couple of years gone by.So give my love to AugustineAnd say he won't be longAnd he took a little ride on account of meBut he wrote me down this song.And like the Southern windHe blew into our townNow he's gone and the songHe wrote us down is singing.And like the Southern windHe blew into our townNow he's gone and the songHe wrote us down is singing.With your arms reached out so farYou say you really want to tryIt's just the lines I wrote to youAbout a couple of years gone by.So give my love to AugustineAnd say he won't be longAnd he took a little ride on account of meBut he wrote me down this song.And like the Southern windHe blew into our townNow he's gone with the songHe wrote us down.