F F7
Bus station in Atlanta 6:40 in the evening
A# F
She was standing cold and all alone
A7
I ask where she was going but she had no way of knowing
G7 C7
Cause she was broke and long way from home
F F7
Straight from New York City she was young thin and pretty
A# F
She belonged in a fashion magazine
A#
I said stay with me till morning
F A#
I've got a bed to keep you warm in
F C7 F
We call it southern hospitality
C7 A# F
Lying in the stillness there was no blue or gray
C7 A# F C7
Only sweet surrender in the shadows where we la--y
A# C7 A7 F
She held me close and loved this southern boy just right
G7 C7 F
And the north won the war again last night
F7
Morning's all around me my arms are all around her
A# F
She's sleeping Lord and she looks so fine
A7
Between the shades of last night and this mornings daylight
G7 C7
We found love's Mason Dixon line
F F7
And in her arms I found that love isn't north or south
A# F
It isn't how you say the things you say
A# F A#
New York City or Atlanta Cleveland or Savanna
F C7 F
She's taken all the boundaries away
C7 A# F
Lying in the stillness there was no blue or gray
C7 A# F C7
Only sweet surrender in the shadows where we la--y
A# C7 A7 F
She held me close and loved this southern boy just right
G7 C7 F
And the north won the war again last night