I Still Sing the Old Songs

Grandpa, I've been thinkin' bout you lately

Wondering if you'd found your peace of mind

And 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 acrossed 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

And just like you, I wish that He would save me

To see the day the south will rise again