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del reeves - son of the south lyrics

son of the south
writer bill anderson

i was born eatin’ gravy and black-eyed peas
cracklin’ bread and turnip greens
washin’ ‘em down with a big
i’m a son of the south
i’ve picked tomatoes off of the vine
watermelon in the summertime
ate ‘em in the shade of a georgia pine
i’m a son of the south
i’m a son of a son of a son of the south
for generations of “bless your heart”
and “honey chile, hush your mouth”
my great grandaddy knew robert e. lee
i knew elvis and he knew me
i learned about jesus at my mama’s knee
like every good son of the south
i had one grandaddy was a preacher man
he loved the lord and he hated sin
he used to let me go to church with him
he was a son of the south
my other grandpappy ran a moonshine still
up in the woods high on a hill
he took me there once and that was a thrill
he was a son of the south
now i’ve got a little boy six years old
he knows and he didn’t have to be told
he was born with a whole lot of soul
he’s a son of the south
he’s already picked cotton and a little guitar
drank his milk from a mason jar
he knows good and well where his roots are
he’s a son of the south
spoken:
save your confederate money, boys
i’m a son of the south.

- del reeves lyrics

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