My Window Faces the South

My Window Faces the South - Grady Martin

Lyrics by：Bill Norvas//Alan Copeland

Composed by：Grady Martin

My window faces the south

I'm almost halfway to heaven

Snow is falling 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 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