Your Southern Heart - Rosanne Cash

Pour the wine and think it over

In this nest of noise

Then cut them off like criminals

They were crazy boys

I will be your witness in the

Morning and the dark

Running through these flooded fields

With the madness of your heart

It’s just your southern heart

So pour the wine and talk it over

Everyone must part

Let the river wash you over

And fill your southern heart

It’s just your southern heart