Chorus:G D Song, song of the South,C Sweet potato pie and shut my mouth.G D Gone, gone with the wind,C Ain't nobody lookin' back again.G D Cotton on the roadside, cotton in the ditch,C we all picked cotton but we never got rich.G D Daddy was a vetern southern democrat,C they oughta get a rich man to vote like that.......-singin'- -Chorus- G D Well somebody told us that Wall Street fell,C but we were so poor that we couldn't tell.G D Cotton was short and the weeds were tall,C but Mr. Roosevelt was gonna save us all. -Chorus- G D Well momma got sick and daddy got down,C the county got the farm and we moved to town.G D Papa got a job with the TVA,C he bought a washing machine and then a Chevrolet. -Chorus-
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