G# G#7
Bus station in Atlanta 6:40 in the evening
C# G#
She was standing cold and all alone
C7
I ask where she was going but she had no way of knowing
A#7 D#7
Cause she was broke and long way from home
G# G#7
Straight from New York City she was young thin and pretty
C# G#
She belonged in a fashion magazine
C#
I said stay with me till morning
G# C#
I've got a bed to keep you warm in
G# D#7 G#
We call it southern hospitality
D#7 C# G#
Lying in the stillness there was no blue or gray
D#7 C# G# D#7
Only sweet surrender in the shadows where we la--y
C# D#7 C7 G#
She held me close and loved this southern boy just right
A#7 D#7 G#
And the north won the war again last night
G#7
Morning's all around me my arms are all around her
C# G#
She's sleeping Lord and she looks so fine
C7
Between the shades of last night and this mornings daylight
A#7 D#7
We found love's Mason Dixon line
G# G#7
And in her arms I found that love isn't north or south
C# G#
It isn't how you say the things you say
C# G# C#
New York City or Atlanta Cleveland or Savanna
G# D#7 G#
She's taken all the boundaries away
D#7 C# G#
Lying in the stillness there was no blue or gray
D#7 C# G# D#7
Only sweet surrender in the shadows where we la--y
C# D#7 C7 G#
She held me close and loved this southern boy just right
A#7 D#7 G#
And the north won the war again last night