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
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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 TBA He bought a washing machine and then a Chevrolet
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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.
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