Springtime and the flowers are blooming
Southern Mississippi lives one more day
beach tourists and gamblers are coming
the seagulls are singing as I drift away...

Her face looks another tear older
from faithless lovers that used her and ran
some nights she looks like an angel
always willing to love you again...

Springtime and lovers are blooming
seeking that last chance romance
red roses and walks under the stars
I write this for her and offer her this dance...

I give her this dance
so she won't feel forsaken
I'll love her with all of her faults
she always gave more than she's taken...

Springtime and my lady is in waiting
the lover's don't know quite what to say
never really getting all that they wanted
they just come and then run away...