By Buzz Rabin



I LEFT LOUISIAN, I HAD ME BIG PLANS

TO GO OUT AND TAKE ME ALL OVER THIS LAND.

TO SEE ME THE WORLD, I LEFT MY SWEET GIRL

AND GAVE IT A WHIRL BUT NOW HERE I STAND,

ALONG SIDE THE ROAD WITH HOLES IN MY SOUL AND MY SHOES

AND BEAUCOUPS OF BLUES.





OH, SWEET MAGNOLIA,

BREATH CARRIED OVER THE MARSH BY A BREEZE FROM THE GULF.

I'M COMING HOME, (coming home)

I'VE HAD ME ENOUGH.





OH, WHERE ARE THE THINGS I SAW IN MY DREAMS?

WHERE'S THE HAPPY THAT FREEDOM SHOULD BRING?

I SEE ME TODAY AND KNOW YESTERDAY

THAT I THREW AWAY MY MOST PRECIOUS THINGS.

I SEE ME A MAN WHO'S LONELY, WANTS ONLY TO LOSE

BEAUCOUPS OF BLUES.





OH, SWEET MAGNOLIA,

BREATH CARRIED OVER THE MARSH BY A BREEZE FROM THE GULF.

I'M COMING HOME, (coming home)

I'VE HAD ME ENOUGH.

I'M COMING HOME, (coming home)

I'VE HAD ME ENOUGH.