A E Song, song of the SouthD Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouthA E Gone, gone with the windD Ain't nobody lookin' back again [Primeira Parte]A E Cotton on the roadside, cotton in the ditchD We all picked cotton but we never got richA E Daddy was a veteran, a southern democratD They oughta get a rich man to vote like that...... (singin') [Refrão]A E Song, song of the SouthD Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouthA E Gone, gone with the windD Ain't nobody lookin' back again [Ponte]A E Well, somebody told us that Wall Street fellD But we were so poor that we couldn't tellA E Cotton was short and the weeds were tallD But Mr. Roosevelt was gonna save us all [Terceira Parte]A E Well, momma got sick and daddy got downD The county got the farm and we moved to townA E Papa got a job with the TVAD He bought a washing machine and then a Chevrolet [Refrão]A E Song, song of the SouthD Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouthA E Gone, gone with the windD Ain't nobody lookin' back again
Song Of The South
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