I Still Sing The Old Songs

Grandpa I've been thinking bout you lately
Wondering if you'd found your peace of mind
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
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

I still sing the old songs that you taught me...

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

I still sing the old songs that you taught me...