Take Me Back To The Sweet Sunny South - Joan Baez, Jeffrey Shurtleff

Take me back to the place where I first saw the light

To my sweet sunny south, take me home

Where the mocking birds sing me to sleep every night

Oh why was I tempted to roam

The path to our cottage they say has grown green

And the place is quite lonely around

I know that the smiles and the forms that I’ve seen

Now lie in the dark mossy ground

Take me back to the place where I first saw the light

To my sweet sunny south, take me home

Where the mocking birds sing me to sleep every night

Take me back to the place where the orange trees grow

To my plot in the evergreen shade

Where the flowers from the river green margin did grow

And spread their sweet scene through the glade

Take me back to the place where I first saw the light

To my sweet sunny south, take me home

Where the mocking birds sing me to sleep every night