I Still Sing the Old Songs

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