I hear the bullfrog singin' bass on the pond
And it's still music to my ears
The sound of laughter when the kinfolks would come
And all the good times that we shared

I still remember all those warm summer nights
And the moonlight shinin' through the trees
Miss Evon Taylor was my southern delight
I've got my country memories

I sure am sorry for the one's that don't know
What livings really all about
I'm really sorry for the one's that can't go
To see magnolia trees blossom in the south

I still go walkin' down a dusty old road
And feel the dirt beneath my feet
In my mind I'm at the old fishin' hole
I've got my country memories

I sure am sorry for the one's that don't know
What livings really all about
I'm really sorry for the one's that can't go
To see magnolia trees blossom in the south

I still go walkin' down a dusty old road
And feel the dirt beneath my feet
In my mind I'm at the old fishin' hole
I've got my country memories