Grandpa, I've been thinking about you lately Wondering if you'd found your peace of mind I guess 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 I 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 I took my turn behind the 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 Just like you I wish that he would save me To see the day the south will rise again.