Tourists are flooding southern lands Like a tide which never ends All that they want to see is sun Be careful, although it is fun Southern lands Southern lands In my hands Places are changing for some days For their pleasure and our ways Highways are needed for their cars [?] nature parks Southern lands Southern lands In my hands It was so marvelous there (Marvelous there) Before Before before before Customs seem to be like foreign words In their time of being lost At home it's hard for them to accept That foreign word kills confidence Southern lands Southern lands In my hands It was so marvelous there (Marvelous there) Before Before before before Southern lands In my hands Oh, oh Southern lands In my hands Oh, oh Southern lands In my hands Oh, oh Southern lands In my hands Oh, oh