In the past year I’ve become obsessed with Alabama’s Song of the South. When I moved to New York Tarlie introduced me to the song (how I spent the first 20+ years of my life without it is beyond me), and I always request it at this “karaoke” bar that we go to. In any case, I just read one of Tarlie’s posts and she says it’s one of Lucas’ favorites!! No wonder I love it! I’m going to think of him every time I hear it, and I’m going to make it my “motivate before I go out” tune from here on out. Here’s to you Lucas…we love you!<\/p>\n
Song, song of the south
\nSweet potato pie and I shut my mouth
\nGone, gone with the wind
\nThere ain’t nobody looking back again<\/p>\n
Cotton on the roadside, cotton in the ditch
\nWe all picked the cotton but we never got rich
\nDaddy was a veteran, a southern democrat
\nThey oughta get a rich man to vote like that<\/p>\n
Sing it…<\/p>\n
Song, song of the south
\nSweet potato pie and I shut my mouth
\nGone, gone with the wind
\nThere ain’t nobody looking back again<\/p>\n
Well somebody told us Wall Street fell
\nBut we were so poor that we couldn’t tell
\nCotton was short and the weeds were tall
\nBut Mr. Roosevelt’s a gonna save us all<\/p>\n
Well momma got sick and daddy got down
\nThe county got the farm and they moved to town
\nPappa got a job with the TVA
\nHe bought a washing machine and then a Chevrolet<\/p>\n
Sing it…<\/p>\n
Song, song of the south
\nSweet potato pie and I shut my mouth
\nGone, gone with the wind
\nThere ain’t nobody looking back again<\/p>\n
Play it…<\/p>\n
Sing it…<\/p>\n
Song, song of the south
\nSweet potato pie and I shut my mouth
\nGone, gone with the wind
\nThere ain’t nobody looking back again<\/p>\n
Song, song of the south…<\/p>\n
Gone, gone with the wind…<\/p>\n
Song, song of the south.
\nSweet potato pie and I shut my mouth.
\nSong, song of the south.
\nSweet potato pie and I shut my mouth.<\/p>\n
Sing it…<\/p>\n
Song, song of the south
\nSweet potato pie and I shut my mouth
\nGone, gone with the wind
\nThere ain’t nobody looking back again<\/p>\n
Song, song of the south
\nSweet potato pie and I shut my mouth
\nGone, gone with the wind
\nThere ain’t nobody looking back again<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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