Lyrics My Window Faces South - Bob Wills & His Texas Playboys

Oh, Tom
My window faces the south
That old south land
Yeah

My window faces the south (ooh)
I′m almost halfway to heaven (yes, heaven)
The snow is falling still I can see (what you looking at)
Fields of cotton smiling at me

My window faces the south
And though I am far from the Swanee (from the Swanee)
I'm never frowning or down in the mouth (no, sir)
My window faces the south (yeah)

Yeah

My window faces the south (yes, to the south)
I′m almost halfway to heaven (to heaven)
The snow is falling still I can see (yes)
Fields of cotton smiling at me (aw)

My window faces the south (ooh)
And though I am far from the Swanee (the Swanee)
I'm never frowning or down in the mouth (never)
My window faces the south