Southern Lands

Tourists are flooding southern lands
 Like a tide which never ends
 All that they want to see is sun
 Be careful, although it is fun
 Southern lands
 Southern lands
 In my hands
 Places are changing for some days
 For their pleasure and our ways
 Highways are needed for their cars
 [?] nature parks
 Southern lands
 Southern lands
 In my hands
 It was so marvelous there
 (marvelous there)
 Before
 Before before before
 Customs seem to be like foreign words
 In their time of being lost
 At home it's hard for them to accept
 That foreign word kills confidence
 Southern lands
 Southern lands
 In my hands
 It was so marvelous there
 (marvelous there)
 Before
 Before before before
 Southern lands
 In my hands
 Oh, oh
 Southern lands
 In my hands
 Oh, oh
 Southern lands
 In my hands
 Oh, oh
 Southern lands
 In my hands
 Oh, oh