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I Believe The South Is Going To Rise Again

Höfundur lags: Bobby Braddock Flytjandi: Tanya Tucker og Bobby Braddock Sent inn af: Anonymous
[C]Mama never had a flower [F]garden
Cause [G7]cotton grew right up to our front [C]door
Daddy never went on a va[F]cation
He [G7]died a tired old man at forty-[C]four

Our neighbors in the big house called us [F]redneck
Cause [G7]we lived in a poor sharecropper [C]shack
The Jackson's down the road were poor like [F]we were
[G7]But our skin was white and their was [C]black

But I believe the south is [Gm]gonna rise a[C]gain
But [F]not the way we [E7]thought it would back [Am]then   
[F]I mean every[G7]body hand in [Am]hand   
[F]I be[C]lieve the south is [G7]gonna rise a[C]gain

I see wooded parks and big sky[F]scrapers
Where [G7]dirty rundown shack stood once [C]before
I see sons and daughter and share[F]croppers
[G7]But they're not picking cotton [C]anymore

But more important I see human [F]kindness
As we [G7]forget the bad and keep the [C]good
A brand new breeze is blowing cross the [F]southland
[G7]And I see a brand new kind of brother[C]hood

But I believe the south is [Gm]gonna rise a[C]gain
But [F]not the way we [E7]thought it would back [Am]then   
[F]I mean every[G7]body hand in [Am]hand   
[F]I be[C]lieve the south is [G7]gonna rise a[C]gain

Mama never had a flower garden
Cause cotton grew right up to our front door
Daddy never went on a vacation
He died a tired old man at forty-four

Our neighbors in the big house called us redneck
Cause we lived in a poor sharecropper shack
The Jackson's down the road were poor like we were
But our skin was white and their was black

But I believe the south is gonna rise again
But not the way we thought it would back then
I mean everybody hand in hand
I believe the south is gonna rise again

I see wooded parks and big skyscrapers
Where dirty rundown shack stood once before
I see sons and daughter and sharecroppers
But they're not picking cotton anymore

But more important I see human kindness
As we forget the bad and keep the good
A brand new breeze is blowing cross the southland
And I see a brand new kind of brotherhood

But I believe the south is gonna rise again
But not the way we thought it would back then
I mean everybody hand in hand
I believe the south is gonna rise again

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