Lyrics

Memphis in June A shady 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