I Still Sing the Old Songs

Grandpa, I've been thinking 'bout you lately

Wondering if you'd found your peace of mind

And I guess that you'd be proud to know your grandson

Never crossed that Mason Dixon line.

And I still sing the old songs that you taught me

An' I still pray to Jesus now and then

And just like you I wish that He would save me

To see the day the south will rise again.

Daddy wore his Purple Heart so proudly

Long before I turned into a man

And buried with our flag across his casket

I was still too young to understand.

And I still sing the old songs that you taught me

An' I still pray to Jesus now and then

And just like you I wish that he would save me

To see the day the south will rise again.

Mama spent her last days in the garden

While I took my turn behind a gun

Lord, I'd give my life to find the freedom

Lost within the old songs that you sung.

And I still sing the old songs that you taught me

An' I still pray to Jesus now and then

And just like you I wish that He would save me

To see the day the south will rise again.