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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