Bill Anderson – Son Of The South (Guitar)

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I was born eatin' gravy and black-eyed peas

A
Cracklin' bread and turnip greens

D7
Washin' 'em down with a big RC

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I'm a son of the south

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I've picked tomatoes off of the vine

A
Watermelon in the summertime

D7
Ate 'em in the shade of a Georgia pine

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I'm a son of the south

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I'm a son of a son of a son of a son of the south

A
For generations of bless your heart

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And honey child hush your mouth

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My great grand-daddy knew Robert E. Lee

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I knew Elvis and he knew me

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I learned about Jesus at my momma's knee

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Like every good son of the south

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I had one grand-daddy that was a preacher man

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He loved the Lord and he hated sin

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He used to let me go to church with him

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He was a son of the south

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My other grand-pappy ran a moonshine still

A
Up in the woods high on a hill

D7
He took me there once and that was a thrill

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He was a son of the south

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I'm a son of a son of a son of a son of the south

A
For generations of bless your heart

D7                              C
And honey child hush your mouth

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My great grand-daddy knew Robert E. Lee

C                A
I knew Elvis and he knew me

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I learned about Jesus at my momma's knee

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Like every good son of the south

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Now I've got a little boy six years old

A
He knows and he didn't have to be told

D7
He was born with a whole lot of soul

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He's a son of the south

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He's already picked cotton and a little guitar

A
Drank his milk from a mason jar

D7
He knows good and well where his roots are

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He's a son of the south

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I'm a son of a son of a son of a son of the south

A
For generations of bless your heart

D7                              C
And honey child hush your mouth

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My great grand-daddy knew Robert E. Lee

C                A
I knew Elvis and he knew me

  B7                        E
I learned about Jesus at my momma's knee

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Like every good son of the south

D
  Save your confederate money boys

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I'm a son of the south