Indigo Girls - Southland in the Springtime

      
 
 SOUTHLAND IN THE SPRINGTIME (Indigo Girls)

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 capo at the 2nd fret.
 
 G  F C D G F C D 
 (intro)
 
 G                             C       D 
 Maybe we'll make Texas by the morning 
           G                                C    D 
 Light the bayou with our taillights in the night
       Em                  C             G         
 Eight hundred miles to El Paso from the state line
        F              C             Am7   D7 
 And we never have the money for the flight
 
 VERSE 2:
            G                         C     D 
 I'm in the back seat sleepy from the travel
            G                                C      D 
 Played our hearts out all night long in New Orleans
     Em             C            G               C    
 I'm dirty from the diesel fuel, drinking coffee black
          G               Am7            D7   
 When the first breath of Texas comes in clean
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 CHORUS:
             G                                    C         
 And there's something about the southland in the springtime
           G                B7             Em    C 
 Where the waters flow with confidence and reason
          G                 C              G           C   
 Though I miss her when I'm gone, it won't ever be too long
          Am7           G                 C     D 
 Till I'm home again to spend my favorite season
          Am7            G             C       D 
 When God made me born a yankee he was teasing 
            Em7                 G              C  
 There's no place like home and none more pleasing
          D                 G        C F D C G 
 than the southland in the springtime
 
 Verse 3:
    G                                 C      D 
 In Georgia, nights are softer than a whisper
           G                               C    D 
 Beneath a quilt somebody's mother made by hand 
          Em              C               G                C      
 With the farmland like a tapestry passed down through generations
         F           C                   Am7  D7 
 And the peach trees stitched across the land 
 
 Verse 4:
             G                           C       D 
 There'll be cider up near Helen off the roadside
          G                             C      D 
 And warm peanuts in a bag to warm your fingers
         Em             C                  G            C  
 And the smoke from the chimneys meets its maker in the sky
        F                C                  Am7    D7 
 With a song that winter wrote whose melody lingers
 
 Chorus:
                   G                                    C   
 And there's something about the southland in the springtime
           G                B7             Em    C 
 Where the waters flow with confidence and reason
          G                 C              G           C   
 Though I miss her when I'm gone, it won't ever be too long
          Am7           G                 C     D 
 Till I'm home again to spend my favorite season
          Am7            G             C       D 
 When God made me born a yankee he was teasing 
            Em7                 G              C  
 There's no place like home and none more pleasing
          D                 G        C F D C G 
 than the southland in the springtime