I Still Sing The Old Songs

Grandpa I've been thinking bout you lately

Wondering if you'd found your peace of mind

I bet you'd be proud to know your grandsons

Never crossed that Mason Dixon line



And I still sing the old songs that you taught me

And 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 he turned into a man

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

And 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 years in the garden

While brother took his 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

And 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