Memphis in june A shade
veranda under sunday blue sky
Memphis in june
And my cousin miranda
She's making a blueberry pie
I can see the clock
Outside a ticking and a tocking
Everything so peaceful and dandy
I can see my grandmama 'cross
The street still a rocking
Watching all the neighbours go by oh my
Memphis in june
Sweet oleander blowing perfume
In the air everywhere
Up jumps the moon to make
It so much grander
It's paradise honey take
My advice honey
Cause there's nothing loke
Old memphis in june