I will hang with the spanish moss, over you   By this well water that keeps you cool   I will wait for the signal of distress   To drop another ice cube down the front of your dress      Cypress knees and shallow bays   We will sweat it, spend our days   There is a sunshine state i never knew   But i can re-write time with you      I will be the flounder on your southern shores   On your southern sandy beaches   If you would only show me where your sunshine reaches   Where it reaches      I will be the steward of your southern lands   If you would only take my, take my shaking hands      Will you build your half of the bridge?