Song of the South

Song, song of the south
 Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth
 Gone, gone with the wind
 There ain't nobody lookin' back again
 Cotton on the roadside, cotton in the ditch
 We all picked the cotton, but we never got rich
 Daddy was a veteran, a Southern Democrat
 They ought to get a rich man to vote like that
 Sing it
 Song, song of the south
 Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth
 Gone, gone with the wind
 There ain't nobody lookin' back again
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 Well, somebody told us Wall Street fell
 But we were so poor that we couldn't tell
 Cotton was short and the weeds were tall
 But Mr. Roosevelt's a-gonna save us all
 Well, Mama got sick and Daddy got down
 The county got the farm and we moved to town
 Papa got a job with the TVA
 He bought a washin' machine and then a Chevrolet
 Sing it
 Song, song of the south
 Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth
 Gone, gone with the wind
 There ain't nobody lookin' back again
 Play it
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 Sing it
 Song, song of the south
 Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth
 (Gone) gone, gone with the wind
 There ain't nobody lookin' back again
 Song, song of the south
 (Gone) 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 south
 Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth
 Gone, gone with the wind
 Ain't nobody lookin' back again
 Song, song of the south
 Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth
 Gone, gone with the wind
 Ain't nobody lookin' back again
 Song, song of the south
 Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth