Song Of The South

Intro: D A7 G D D A7 G D Chorus D A7 Song, song of the south G D Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth D A7 Gone, gone with the wind G D There ain't nobody looking back again D A7 Cotton on the roadside, cotton in the ditch G D We all picked cotton but we never got rich D A7 Daddy was a veteran, a Southern Democrat he said G D They oughta get the rich men to vote like that Chorus D A7 Song, song of the south G D Sweet potato pie and I hush my mouth D A7 Gone, gone with the wind G D There ain't nobody looking back again D A7 When I was eighteen well I ate my fill G D We lived on the garden and the cow’s good will. D A7 Summers were hot and winters were dry and G D Momma was old at thirty-five. Chorus D A7 Song, song of the south G D Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth D A7 Gone, gone with the wind G D There ain't nobody looking back again D A7 Well somebody told us that Wall Street had fell G D We were so damned poor that we couldn't even tell D A7 Cotton was short and the weeds was tall G D Mr. Roosevelt was gonna save us all Chorus D A7 You sing a song, song of the south G D Sweet potato pie and I hush my mouth D A7 I’m gone, now, gone with the wind G D There ain't nobody looking back again D A7 Well momma got sick and daddy got down G D The county took the farm and we moved to town D A7 Daddy got a job with the TVA G D We bought a washing machine and then a Chevrolet Chorus D A7 Song, song of the south G D Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth D A7 Gone, gone with the wind G D There ain't nobody looking back again