Memphis in June A shady veranda Under a Sunday blue sky Memphis in June And cousin Amanda Is making a blueberry pie I can hear the clock inside A-ticking and a-tocking Everything is peacefully dandy I can see your granny 'Cross the street still a rocking Watching all the neighbors go by, oh Memphis in June With sweet oleander Blowing perfume in the air Up jumps a moon To make that much grander It's paradise, brother Take my advice Nothing's half as nice As Memphis in June