I Still Sing the Old Songs

Grandpa, I've been thinking 'bout you lately Wondering if you'd found your peace of mind And I guess that you'd be proud to know your grandson Never crossed that mason Dixon line. And I still sing the old songs that you taught me An' 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 And 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 An' 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 days 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 An' 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.