Lyrics Song of the South - Live - Alabama

(Now, ladies and gentlemen, everybody wants to hear this little song)
(We're more than happy to do it for y'all)
(But first of all I gotta tell y'all the words to this little song)

(They're)
Song, song, song of the south
Sweet potato pie and shut my mouth
Gone, gone with the wind
There ain't nobody looking back again
Well...

(Now, what we need y'all to do here tonight in Nashville)
(Every time we say those little words "Sweet potato pie and shut my mouth")
(We want y'all to sing 'em as loudly as you possibly can, alright?)
(Gon' give you a little bit of test right here, now)
(Yeah, oh, it looks good)

Song, song of the south
(Sweet potato pie and shut my mouth)
Gone, gone with the wind
There ain't nobody looking back again

Cotton on the roadside, cotton in the ditch
We all picked the cotton but we never got rich
Daddy was a veteran, a southern democrat
They ought to get a rich man to vote like that
(Sing it)

Song, song of the south
(Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth)
Gone, gone with the wind
There ain't nobody looking back again, yee-hoo

Well, somebody told us Wall Street fell
But we were so poor that we couldn't tell
Cotton was short and the weeds were tall
But Mr. Roosevelt's gonna save us all

Well, momma got sick and daddy got down
The county got the farm and they moved to town
Papa got a job with the TVA
He bought a washing machine and then a Chevrolet
Yes he did, yes he did, yes he did, yes he did, yes he did

(Come on now)
(Ladies and gentlemen)
(So good to see y'all here tonight)

(We have a place down there where we live, upon the monutain that just simply called The Store)
(Everybody gets together there and tells big tales)
(Smokes cigarettes)
(Use tobacco of all kinds)

(Well, well)
(There's one old girl down there, a good girl)
(Great card player)
(Will not smoke anything but a Chesterfield)
(That's right)

(Then there's one old boy named Clinton)
(He smokes and he roses on)
(He makes it look so good you wanna eat that cigarette)
(That's right)
(Just got one hand)
(Well, they all getting better)

(And ladies and gentlemen, then there's another boy over there)
(He won't smoke anything but Chesterfields)
(That's right)

(And then there's another guy that, he comes in a little once in a while)
(He will not drive anything but a Dodge Dooly)
(And that girl, she will not drive anything but a GMC picker, yeah?)
(And then there's my Uncle Johnny, he will not drive anything but a Ford picker)
(And of course there's my papa Owen who will not put his money on anything but a Chevrolet)

(And we got something down there that's a little white, liquid thing, people get together and they have a few little drinks)
And it makes you feel good
You get together, and you get out in the cotton field and you get to hum, and you get to sing and then you feel so good
Call moonshine
(Everybody, come on now)
(Go sing)

Song, song of the south
(Sweet potato pie and shut my mouth)
Gone, gone with the wind
There ain't nobody looking back again

(Sing it)

Song, song of the south
Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth
Gone, gone with the wind
There ain't nobody looking back, one more

Song, song of the south
Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth
Gone, gone with the wind
There ain't nobody looking back again