Cifras
Song Of The South

Tom: D

Introdução:

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D      A7      G      D                  A7      G      D  
Chorus
D            A7  
Song, song of the south
G                                                                              D  
Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth
D            A7  
Gone, gone with the wind
G                                                                    D  
There ain't nobody looking back again
D                                                            A7  
Cotton on the roadside, cotton in the ditch
G                                                                      D  
We all picked cotton but we never got rich
D                                                         A7  
Daddy was a veteran, a Southern Democrat he said
G                                                                                    D  
They oughta    get the rich men to vote like that
Chorus
D            A7  
Song, song of the south
G                                                                              D  
Sweet potato pie and I hush my mouth
D            A7  
Gone, gone with the wind
G                                                                    D  
There ain't nobody looking back again
D                                                                    A7  
When I was eighteen well I ate my fill
G                                                                              D  
We lived on the garden and the cow?s good will.
D                                                         A7  
Summers were hot and winters were dry and
G                                         D  
Momma was old at thirty-five.
Chorus
D            A7  
Song, song of the south
G                                                                              D  
Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth
D            A7  
Gone, gone with the wind
G                                                                    D  
There ain't nobody looking back again
D                                                                    A7  
Well somebody told us that Wall Street had fell
                     G                                                         D  
We were so damned poor that we couldn't even tell
D                                                              A7  
Cotton was short and the weeds was tall
G                                                              D  
Mr. Roosevelt was    gonna save us all
Chorus
D                                         A7  
You sing a song, song of the south
G                                                    D  
Sweet potato pie and I hush my mouth
D                                      A7  
I?m gone, now,    gone with the wind
G                                                                    D  
There ain't nobody looking back again
D                                                            A7  
Well momma got sick and daddy got down
G                                                                                 D  
The county took the farm and we moved to town
D                                                              A7  
Daddy got a job with the TVA
G                                                                                                    D  
We bought a washing machine and then a Chevrolet
Chorus
D            A7  
Song, song of the south
G                                                                              D  
Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth
D            A7  
Gone, gone with the wind
G                                                                    D  
There ain't nobody looking back again