Oh won't you listen all you people
On the southbound train
Oh won't you listen to my friendly advice
About a quarter after seven, we'll be pulling into paradise
When you see land
Kinda green and gra**y
Beneath a moon
Bright beyond compare
When you hear blue jays
Chirping high and sa**y
And catch one sniff of southern cooking
Hanging on the evening air
When you see folks
All polite and cla**y
And every smile
Bids you stay and rest
Get off that train
You're in Tallaha**ee
The Southland at its best
When you see land
(Out of the window of a train)
Kinda green and gra**y
(How in the world can you complain?)
Beneath a moon
(You ought to see the way it shines)
Bright beyond compare
(The way it shines upon the pines)
When you hear blue jays
Chirping high and sa**y
And catch one sniff of southern cooking
Hanging on the evening air
(Oh sun)
When you see folks
(Having their after dinner chats)
All polite and cla**y
(Gentlemen all remove their hats)
And every smile
(Perfect harmony and peace)
Bids you stay and rest
(Hand the porter your valise)
Get off that train
You're in Tallaha**ee
(The Capital City of Florida)
And the Southland at its best
There is no doubt of it
We do not exaggerate of it
The Southland at its very best