Song of the South Lyric Alabama FOR THE RECORD: 41 NUMBER ONE HITS

Chorus
Song, song of the south.
Sweet potato pie and I shut my
mouth.
Gone, gone with the wind.
There ain't nobody looking 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 oughta get a rich man to vote like that.

Sing
it...
Chorus

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 momma got sick and daddy got
down.
The county got the farm and they moved to town.
Pappa got a job with
the TVA
He bought a washing machine and then a Chevrolet.

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it...
Chorus

Play it...

Sing it...
Chorus

Song, song
of the south...
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...
Chorus
2X



 

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