Grandpa I've been thinking bout you lately Wondering if you'd found your peace of mind I bet you'd be proud to know your grandsons Never crossed that Mason Dixon line
And I still sing the old songs that you taught me And I still pray to Jesus now and then And just like you I wish that he would save me To see the day the South will rise again
Daddy wore his purple heart so proudly Long before he turned into a man Buried with our flag across his casket I was still too young to understand
And I still sing the old songs that you taught me And I still pray to Jesus now and then And just like you I wish that he would save me To see the day the South will rise again
Mama spent her last years in the garden While brother took his turn behind a gun Lord, I'd give my life to find the freedom lost Within the old songs that you sung
And I still sing the old songs that you taught me And I still pray to Jesus now and then And just like you I wish that he would save me To see the day the South will rise againTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
