E E7
Bus station in Atlanta 6:40 in the evening
A E
She was standing cold and all alone
G#7
I ask where she was going but she had no way of knowing
F#7 B7
Cause she was broke and long way from home
E E7
Straight from New York City she was young thin and pretty
A E
She belonged in a fashion magazine
A
I said stay with me till morning
E A
I've got a bed to keep you warm in
E B7 E
We call it southern hospitality
B7 A E
Lying in the stillness there was no blue or gray
B7 A E B7
Only sweet surrender in the shadows where we la--y
A B7 G#7 E
She held me close and loved this southern boy just right
F#7 B7 E
And the north won the war again last night
E7
Morning's all around me my arms are all around her
A E
She's sleeping Lord and she looks so fine
G#7
Between the shades of last night and this mornings daylight
F#7 B7
We found love's Mason Dixon line
E E7
And in her arms I found that love isn't north or south
A E
It isn't how you say the things you say
A E A
New York City or Atlanta Cleveland or Savanna
E B7 E
She's taken all the boundaries away
B7 A E
Lying in the stillness there was no blue or gray
B7 A E B7
Only sweet surrender in the shadows where we la--y
A B7 G#7 E
She held me close and loved this southern boy just right
F#7 B7 E
And the north won the war again last night