Mint julep on Monday   On your verranda alone.   By the service on Sunday   You'd made me your own.    Well I used to get around   But you got me all nailed down   With mint juleps at home.       You said I looked like General Beauregard   Just come up from the war   I said I had no regard   Who you rubbed on before.   I've already swept my room.   I guess I'll dust my broom   Before I start sweeping your floor.      Well my sweet little southern flower,   Where have you gone?   It's well past the hour   It's nearly dawn.    I'll wait 'til the sun comes up over Charleston.   Baby, then I'll know you're gone.      A wedding on Monday,   And I wasn't told.   Well just 'cause you've got somebody else's molasses   To have and to hold   Ah girl you won't catch me in no frown   I know you'll come back around   For mint juleps at home.   You'll be coming back around now.      My sweet little southern flower,   Where have you gone?   It's well past the hour;   It's nearly dawn.    I'll wait 'til the sun comes up over Charleston.   Baby, then I'll know you're gone.