My Window Faces the South

My window faces the south
I'm almost halfway to heaven
Snow is falling but still I can see
Fields of cotton calling to me

My window faces the south
And though I am far from the Swanee
I'm never frowning or down in the mouth
My window faces the south

My window faces the south
I'm almost halfway to heaven
Snow is falling but still I can see
Fields of cotton calling to me

My window faces the south
And though I am far from the Swanee
I'm never frowning or down in the mouth
My window faces the south
My window faces the south



Credits
Writer(s): Jerry Livingston, Abner Silver, Mitchell Parish
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