Memphis In June

Memphis in June A shade veranda Under Sunday blue sky Memphis in June And cousin Miranda Is making a blueberry pie I can hear the clock inside, a-ticking and a-tocking Everything is peacefully dandy I can can see your granny ′cross the street still a rocking Watching all the neighbours go by, oh Memphis in June Sweet oleander Blowing perfume in the air Up jumps the moon To make it so much grander It's paradise honey Brother, take my advice Nothing′s half as nice as Memphis in June