Song Of The South

Intro: Chorus Song, song of the south Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth Gone, gone with the wind There ain't nobody looking back again Cotton on the roadside, cotton in the ditch We all picked cotton but we never got rich Daddy was a veteran, a Southern Democrat he said They oughta get the rich men to vote like that Chorus Song, song of the south Sweet potato pie and I hush my mouth Gone, gone with the wind There ain't nobody looking back again When I was eighteen well I ate my fill We lived on the garden and the cow’s good will. Summers were hot and winters were dry and Momma was old at thirty-five. Chorus Song, song of the south Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth Gone, gone with the wind There ain't nobody looking back again Well somebody told us that Wall Street had fell We were so damned poor that we couldn't even tell Cotton was short and the weeds was tall Mr. Roosevelt was gonna save us all Chorus You sing a song, song of the south Sweet potato pie and I hush my mouth I’m gone, now, gone with the wind There ain't nobody looking back again Well momma got sick and daddy got down The county took the farm and we moved to town Daddy got a job with the TVA We bought a washing machine and then a Chevrolet Chorus Song, song of the south Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth Gone, gone with the wind There ain't nobody looking back again