Song of the South

Song, song, song of the south Sweet potato pie and shut my mouth Gone, gone with the wind There ain't nobody looking back again Well... Song, song of the south (Sweet potato pie and 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 ought to get a rich man to vote like that (Sing it) 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, yee-hoo 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 gonna save us all Well, momma got sick and daddy got down The county got the farm and they moved to town Papa got a job with the TVA He bought a washing machine and then a Chevrolet Yes he did, yes he did, yes he did, yes he did, yes he did And it makes you feel good You get together, and you get out in the cotton field and you get to hum, and you get to sing and then you feel so good Call moonshine (Everybody, come on now) (Go sing) Song, song of the south (Sweet potato pie and shut my mouth) Gone, gone with the wind There ain't nobody looking back again Song, song of the south Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth Gone, gone with the wind There ain't nobody looking back, one more 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