Love Song to the South

I’ve come here broken-hearted

Just like a dead man walking

I can’t unsee the things you’ve done

What makes it hurt the most is

Meeting all of these ghosts and

Learning that you’re the guilty one

How can I call myself your son

 

I won\'t just look away

There\'s still so much to say

I want to make it better, but I don\'t know how

You might be the land of cotton

But your sins are not forgotten

I gotta get this bitter out of my mouth

This is my love song to the south

Each time you whistle Dixie

I feel the heartache hit me

I can hear the killers in the band

I smell the smoking gun

Your saints keep marching on

But there’s still blood on both your hands

How can I say I love this land

 

I won\'t just look away

There\'s still so much to say

I want to make it better, but I don\'t know how

You might be the land of cotton

But your sins are not forgotten

I gotta get this bitter out of my mouth

This is my love song to the south

I won\'t just look away

There\'s still so much to say

I want to make it better, but I don\'t know how

You might be the land of cotton

But your sins are not forgotten

I gotta get this bitter out of my mouth

This is my love song to the south

This is my love song to the south

This is my love song to the south

 

Carry on my wayward children

There’ll be peace when you get home

Rest your weary eyes from weeping

You will never be alone

Carry on my wayward children

Always dark before the dawn

Keep your eyes upon the heavens

You will never be alone

You will never be alone

Keep your eyes upon the heavens

You will never be alone