Alabama

Song of the South

Song, song of the southSweet potato pie and I shut my mouthGone, gone with the windThere ain't nobody looking back againCotton on the roadside, cotton in the ditchWe all picked the cotton but we never got richDaddy was a veteran, a southern democratThey oughta get a rich man to vote like thatSing it...Song, song of the southSweet potato pie and I shut my mouthGone, gone with the windThere ain't nobody looking back againWell somebody told us Wall Street fellBut we were so poor that we couldn't tellCotton was short and the weeds were tallBut Mr. Roosevelt's a gonna save us allWell momma got sick and daddy got downThe county got the farm and they moved to townPappa got a job with the TBAHe bought a washing machine and then a ChevroletSing it...Song, song of the southSweet potato pie and I shut my mouthGone, gone with the windThere ain't nobody looking back againPlay it...Sing it...Song, song of the southSweet potato pie and I shut my mouthGone, gone with the windThere ain't nobody looking back againSong, song of the south...Gone, gone with the wind...Song, song of the south.Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth.Song, song of the south.Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth.Sing it...Song, song of the southSweet potato pie and I shut my mouthGone, gone with the windThere ain't nobody looking back againSong, song of the southSweet potato pie and I shut my mouthGone, gone with the windThere ain't nobody looking back again