david allan coe
i still sing the old songs
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 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