South

Mother, mother take good care
 Cause there are dagger shards of glass out there
 The ones who wear the shoes don't seem to give a damn
 It's hard to find a place to stand
 Mother, mother take good care
 I'm sure you know by now how many things get broken out there
 And when you're sending off your bare foot little girl
 Won't you say a prayer for her?
 But you can hold onto your cross
 Get down on your knees
 Pray to your Jesus
 But he packed his suitcase long ago
 Threw up his hand and thus he spoke,
 "It's just no use
 All of my love can't cure these blues
 I'm going south
 Where the sun shines, south"
 Mother, mother take good care
 Cause all they're handing out are tickets to nowhere
 So teach your daughter how to be all she can be
 And how to cry when it don't come easy
 But you can hold onto your cross
 Get down on your knees
 Pray to your Jesus
 But he packed his suitcase long ago
 Threw up his hand and thus he spoke,
 "It's just no use
 All of my love can't cure these blues
 I'm going south
 Where the sun shines, south"
 And who'll carry the blame
 Who's going to take up the campaign
 The politicians in command are washing their hands
 They've got to tend the marching band
 So you can hold onto your cross
 Get down on your knees
 Pray to your Jesus
 But he packed his suitcase long ago
 Threw up his hand and thus he spoke,
 "It's just no use
 All of my love can't cure these blues
 I'm going south
 Where the sun shines, south"
 Mother, mother take good care
 Cause there are dagger shards of glass out there
 The ones who wear the shoes don't seem to give a damn
 It's hard to find a place to stand
 It's hard to find a place to stand
 It's hard to find a place to stand