My window faces the South,
I'm almost halfway to heaven
Snow is falling, still I can see
Fields of cotton calling to me
My window faces the South,
And though I am far from the Swanee
I'm never frownin' or down in the mouth,
My window faces the SouthMy window faces the South,
I'm almost halfway to heaven
Snow is falling, still I can see
Fields of cotton calling to me
My window faces the South,
Though I am far from the Swanee
I'm never frownin' or down in the mouth,
My window faces the SouthMy window faces the South
My window faces the South.
Songwriters
JERRY LIVINGSTON, MITCHELL PARISH, ABNER SILVERPublished by
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