About the song
“Glen Campbell’s ‘Southern Nights’ is a delightful musical journey through the enchanting landscapes of the American South. Written by legendary songwriter Allen Toussaint, the song was featured on Campbell’s album of the same name, released in 1977.
With its infectious melody and Campbell’s smooth vocals, ‘Southern Nights’ quickly captivated audiences and became one of Campbell’s signature songs. The track showcases Campbell’s versatility as an artist, blending elements of country, pop, and folk music into a seamless and unforgettable blend.
Upon its release, ‘Southern Nights’ soared to the top of the charts, reaching number one on the Billboard Hot 100, Hot Country Singles, and Adult Contemporary charts. Its widespread success earned Campbell critical acclaim and solidified his status as one of the leading voices in popular music.
Beyond its chart-topping success, ‘Southern Nights’ has left an indelible mark on popular culture, with its infectious melody and evocative lyrics serving as a soundtrack to countless memories and moments. The song has been covered by numerous artists over the years, further cementing its status as a timeless classic.
For fans of Glen Campbell and lovers of good music alike, ‘Southern Nights’ remains a cherished favorite that continues to evoke the spirit and magic of the American South. Its enduring popularity is a testament to Campbell’s talent and the universal appeal of his music, ensuring that ‘Southern Nights’ will be enjoyed for generations to come.”
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Lyrics
Southern nights
Have you ever felt a Southern night?
Free as a breeze
Not to mention the trees
Whistlin’ tunes that you know and love so
Southern nights
Just as good even when you close your eyes
I apologize
To anyone who can truly say
That he has found a better way
Southern skies
Have you ever noticed Southern skies? (In southern skies)
Its precious beauty lies
Just beyond the eye it goes running through your soul
Like the stories told of old
Old man
He and his dog, that walk the old land
Every flower touched his cold hand
As he slowly walked by
Weepin’ willows would cry for joy, joy
Feel so good
Feel so good, it’s frightening
Wish I could
Stop this world from fighting
Mysteries
Like this and many others in the trees
Blow in the night
In the Southern skies
Southern nights
They feel so good, it’s frightening
Wish I could (Southern nights)
Stop this world from fighting
Southern skies
Have you ever noticed?