My daddy told me about the old glory days
But I made up my mind about Daddy`s ways
We followed King to Atlanta and got the slaves all free
And the ladies come out from behind the fans of gentry
How you've broken free
Was your destiny
I was at Daddy`s bedside the night that he went
He whispered real sad "the south won`t rise again"
They've all gone to Chicago to lose the slow accent
Leaving me behind wondering where we went
Are you losing your mind
Don`t leave me behind
Written by WILSON, ANN / ENNIS, SUSAN
Published by Universal Music Publishing Group, EMI Music Publishing
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