I want to talk to folks back home again, to walk along a lonely country lane To spend some time with that woman of mine Heading south, Heading south Things look bright and I feel alright, Yeah, I'm heading south Heading south to see the sun go down on campfire light, To join in the singing at night Heading south to cotton rows and honeysuckle bloom Under the Cumberland moon Heading south, heading south Give me room to travel on my way, to a place where dreams won't fade away Where the river flows and tobacco grows Heading south, Heading south Where the sun is hot and people love a lot, Yeah, I'm heading south Chorus by: José Duarte [email protected]