Biografía:
Phil Harris (born Wonga Philip Harris) (June 24, 1904 – August 11, 1995) was an American singer, songwriter, jazz musician and comedian. Though successful as an orchestra leader, Harris is remembered today for his recordings as a vocalist, his voice work in animation and the radio situation comedy in which he co-starred with his second wife, singer-actress Alice Faye, for eight years.
Although he was born in Linton, Indiana, Harris actually spent much of his childhood in Nashville
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G G F G G G F G G G F G G
[Verse]
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Won't you come with me to Alabamy
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Let's go see my dear old mammy
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She's frying eggs and broilin' hammy
C F
That's what I like about the South
[Verse]
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Now there you can make no mistake-y
F
Where those nerves are never shaky
F
Ought to taste her layer cake-y
C F
That's what I like about the South
[Verse]
F
She's got big ribs and candied yams
F
Oh, sugar cured Virginia hams
F
Basements full of those berry jams
C F
And that's what I like about the South
[Verse]
F
Hot cornbread and black-eyed peas
F
You can eat as much as you please
F
'Cause it's never out of season
C F
That's what I like about the South
[Verse]
F
Aaaaah, don't take one, have two
F
They're dark brown and chocolate too
F
Suits me they must suit you
C F
'Cause that's what I like about the South
[Instrumental]
G G F G G G F G G G F G G
[Verse]
F
It's a way, way down where the cane grows tall
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Down where they say "you all"
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Walk on in with that Southern drawl
C F
'Cause that's what I like about the South
[Verse]
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Sit down where they have those pretty queens
F
Keep a dreamin' those dreamy dreams
F
Well let's sip that absinthe in New Orleans
C F
And that's what I like about the South
[Instrumental]
G G F G G G F G G G F G G
[Verse]
F
Here come ol’ Bob with all the news
F
Got the box back coat and the button shoes
F
Well he's all caught up with his union dues
C F
And that's what I like about the South
[Verse]
F
Here come ol’ Roy down the street
F
Ho, can’t you hear those coupla feet
F
He would rather sleep than eat
C F
And tha tha tha that’s what I like about the South
[Instrumental]
G G F G G G F G G G F G G
[Verse]
F
Now every time I pass your door
F
You act like you don’t want me no more
F
Why don’t you shake your head and sigh
C F
And I’ll go walkin’ right on by
[Brige]
F
Gone on, on and on and on
F
Honey when you tell me that you love me
F
Then how come you close your eyes
[Verse]
F
Did I tell you about the place called Do-I-Ditty
F
It ain’t no town and it ain’t no city
F
It’s just awful small but awful pretty
C F
With Do-I-Ditty
[Instrumental]
G G F G G G F G G G F G G
[Verse]
F
I didn’t come here to criticize
F
I’m not here to sympathize
F
But don’t call me those no good lies
C F
Cause a lyin’ gal I do despise
[Verse]
F
You love me like I love you
F
Send me fifty PDQ
F
Roses are red and violets are pink
C F
I won’t get ol’ fifty I don’t think
[Instrumental]
G G F G G G F G G G F G G
[Verse]
F
She’s got back bones and buttered beans
F
Ham hocks and turnip greens
F
You and me in New Oleans
C F
And that’s what I like about the South
[Instrumental]
G G F G G G F G G G F G G
G G F G G G F G G G F G G
[Verse]
F
Won't you come with me to Alabamy
F
Let's go see my dear old mammy
F
She's frying eggs and broilin' hammy
C F
That's what I like about the South
[Verse]
F
Now there you can make no mistake-y
F
Where those nerves are never shaky
F
Ought to taste her layer cake-y
C F
That's what I like about the South
[Verse]
F
She's got big ribs and candied yams
F
Oh, sugar cured Virginia hams
F
Basements full of those berry jams
C F
And that's what I like about the South
[Verse]
F
Hot cornbread and black-eyed peas
F
You can eat as much as you please
F
'Cause it's never out of season
C F
That's what I like about the South
[Verse]
F
Aaaaah, don't take one, have two
F
They're dark brown and chocolate too
F
Suits me they must suit you
C F
'Cause that's what I like about the South
[Instrumental]
G G F G G G F G G G F G G
[Verse]
F
It's a way, way down where the cane grows tall
F
Down where they say "you all"
F
Walk on in with that Southern drawl
C F
'Cause that's what I like about the South
[Verse]
F
Sit down where they have those pretty queens
F
Keep a dreamin' those dreamy dreams
F
Well let's sip that absinthe in New Orleans
C F
And that's what I like about the South
[Instrumental]
G G F G G G F G G G F G G
[Verse]
F
Here come ol’ Bob with all the news
F
Got the box back coat and the button shoes
F
Well he's all caught up with his union dues
C F
And that's what I like about the South
[Verse]
F
Here come ol’ Roy down the street
F
Ho, can’t you hear those coupla feet
F
He would rather sleep than eat
C F
And tha tha tha that’s what I like about the South
[Instrumental]
G G F G G G F G G G F G G
[Verse]
F
Now every time I pass your door
F
You act like you don’t want me no more
F
Why don’t you shake your head and sigh
C F
And I’ll go walkin’ right on by
[Brige]
F
Gone on, on and on and on
F
Honey when you tell me that you love me
F
Then how come you close your eyes
[Verse]
F
Did I tell you about the place called Do-I-Ditty
F
It ain’t no town and it ain’t no city
F
It’s just awful small but awful pretty
C F
With Do-I-Ditty
[Instrumental]
G G F G G G F G G G F G G
[Verse]
F
I didn’t come here to criticize
F
I’m not here to sympathize
F
But don’t call me those no good lies
C F
Cause a lyin’ gal I do despise
[Verse]
F
You love me like I love you
F
Send me fifty PDQ
F
Roses are red and violets are pink
C F
I won’t get ol’ fifty I don’t think
[Instrumental]
G G F G G G F G G G F G G
[Verse]
F
She’s got back bones and buttered beans
F
Ham hocks and turnip greens
F
You and me in New Oleans
C F
And that’s what I like about the South
[Instrumental]
G G F G G G F G G G F G G
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