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
