North and South

She was born on the banks of the Tennessee
She was raised by the TVA
And she stole her first kiss on the levee bridge
The night they took him away

He was born and bred on Buzzards Bay
As Yankee as they come
But when he made it down to Birmingham
He finally felt at home

He was always out of rhythm
With those big city ways
And when the snow was falling down
He dreamt of warmer days

They called her Yanqui in San Salvador
Her family thought her strange
And anyway that she behaved
Her voice gave her away

You took the highway, you headed my way
You drove through the night
And I was home free, I had your country
Locked in my sights