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.