Text: Kate Campbell. Songs From The Levee. South Of Everything.

No one up here seems to know me
And I don?t like the ones that do
Everyone is as cold as the weather
It?s time to buy some traveling shoes

I don?t need to pack a suitcase
No map to show me where to go
Give me one change of clothes and a box of Oreos
And endless miles of open road

I?m going south of everything
Where the air is sweet and church bells ring
Back where I come from, back where I belong
Down where the sun shines in the rain
And life goes by from a front porch swing
You can keep the bitter cold
I?m gonna go south of everything

Why is everyone in such a hurry
No one ever wins a rat race
And they wonder why so many go crazy
I gotta get out of this place

When I hear someone ask how I?m doing
Or see a stranger wave behind the wheel
Then I?ll know I?m headed in the right direction
By the peaceful way I feel