Memphis In June

Memphis in June

A shade veranda

Under Sunday blue sky

Memphis in June

And cousin Miranda

Is making a blueberry pie

I can hear the clock inside, a-ticking and a-tocking

Everything is peacefully dandy

I can can see your granny 'cross the street still a rocking

Watching all the neighbours go by, oh

Memphis in June

Sweet oleander

Blowing perfume in the air

Up jumps the moon

To make it so much grander

It's paradise honey

Brother, take my advice

Nothing's half as nice as Memphis in June