DEEP IN THE HEART OF THE SOUTH
Peter Tinturin / Lawrence

Ella Fitzgerald & her Savoy Eight   
rec May 24th 1937 New York



Oh cover me with Dixie skies
While the wind is crooning lullabies,
Tuck me into paradise
Somewhere deep in the heart of the south.

Yellow moon is hangin' low
Over fields of cotton white as snow,
My heart longs to turn in hope
Somewhere deep in the heart of the south.

Laughter fills the afternoon, and every evening
Lovers linger on the Swanee shore;
i can see magnolias bloom around a cabin door,
And that's where I'm goin', sure as you're born!

I'm a weary rollin' stone,
Made my mind up and I'm rollin' home,
Come on feet and start to roam
Somewhere deep in the heart of the south.

Laughter fills the afternoon, and every evening
Lovers linger on the Swanee shore;
i can see magnolias bloom around a cabin door,
And that's where I'm goin', sure as you're born!

I'm a weary rollin' stone,
Made my mind up and I'm rollin' home,
Come on feet and start to roam
Somewhere deep in the heart of the south.

Say come on feet and do your stuff!
The way is long and the road is rough,
Somewhere deep in the heart of the south.





(Contributed by Peter Akers - November 2008)