Tom T. Hall – Song Of The South (Guitar)

[Intro]
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Cotton on the roadside, cotton in the ditch

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We all picked cotton but we never got rich

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Daddy was a veteran, a Southern Democrat he said

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They oughta  get the rich men to vote like that

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Singing song, song of the south

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Sweet potato pie and I hush my mouth

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Gone, gone with the wind

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There ain't nobody looking back again

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When I was eighteen 'for I ate my fill

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We lived on the garden and the cow’s good will.

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Winter was wet and Summer were dry and

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Momma she was old at thirty-five.

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song, song of the south

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Sweet potato pie and I hush my mouth

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Gone, gone with the wind

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There ain't nobody looking back again

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Well somebody told us that Wall Street had fell

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so damned poor that we couldn't even tell

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Cotton was short and the weeds was tall

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Mr. Roosevelt was  gonna save us all

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song, song of the south

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Sweet potato pie and I hush my mouth

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Gone, gone with the wind

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There ain't nobody looking back again

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Well momma got sick and daddy got down

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The county took the farm and we moved to town

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Daddy got a job with the TVA

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We bought a washing machine and then a new Chevrolet

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Singing song, song of the south

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Sweet potato pie and I hush my mouth

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Gone, gone with the wind

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There ain't nobody looking back again