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.