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