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
America
America
How you`ve broken free
America
America
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
America
America
Are you losing your mind
America
America
Don`t leave me behind
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