By David Allan Coe



GRANDPA, I'VE BEEN THINKING ABOUT YOU LATELY

WONDERING IF YOU'D FOUND 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



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

AND JUST LIKE YOU I WISH THAT HE WOULD SAVE ME

TO SEE THE DAY THE SOUTH WILL RISE AGAIN