Verse I.

   C
   Southern nights.

   A7                   D7
   Have you ever felt a southern night?

   F
   Free as a breeze, not to mention the trees,

             Em                                G7 
   Whistling tunes that you knew, and loved so.


Verse II.

   C
   Southern nights.

   A7                      D7
   Just as good even when, closed your eyes,

   F                    Em
   I apologise... to anyone who can truely say,

               G7
   That he has found a better way... hey.


Verse III.

   C
   Southern skies.

   A7                     D7
   Have you ever noticed, southern skies?

       F
   Well it's precious beauty lies, just beyond the eye.

           Em
   It goes running through your soul,

            G7
   Like the stories of old.


Verse IV.

   C
   Old man.

   A7                            D7
   He and his dog that walk the, old land.

         F
   Every flower touched his cold hand.

         Em                       G7
   As he slowly walked by weeping willows,

   G7
   Would cry for you, joy, joy.


Verse V.

   C
   Feels so good.

   A7
   Feels so good it's frightening.

   D7
   Wish I could, stop this world from fighting.

   F             G7
   La, da, da, da, da, da.

   F             G7
   La, da, da, da, da, da.

   F             G7
   Da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da.


Verse VI.

   C        A7                        D7
   Mystery, like this and many others in the trees.

   F                         G7
   Blow in the night, in the southern skies.


Verse VII.

   C
   Southern nights.

   A7
   They feel so good, it's frightening.

   D7
   Wish I could, stop this world from fighting.

   F             G7
   La, da, da, da, da, da.

   F             G7
   La, da, da, da, da, da.

   F             G7
   Da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da.