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Appalachian Pride
Lyrics written by: Jennifer
June:
Now I’ll tell you in Chicago, boys
I was a broken man
Dirty movies, credit cards, and bills past due again
And that son of mine spit in my face
And then I tanned his hide
He got a taste of Appalachian pride
That sassy son of mine
He was more than I could take
I loaded wife, and kids, and dogs
And then I pulled up stakes
Back home here, in the old homestead
I’ve kept him by my side
And filled him with my Appalachian pride
Chorus:
We’re praising God in everything we do
Thankful we had this to come back to
June: We don’t have much money but we’re dignified
And happy in our Appalachian pride
June:
There’s ham out in the smokehouse
Some flour in the bin
Molasses cans and beans
Until the crop comes in
The kids back in that bedroom
They finally understand
The pride of an Appalachian man
Now we don’t live on welfare
We don’t need their checks no more
We got sick of bill collectors
A banging on the door
We’ll break our backs from dusk ‘til dawn
And God is on our side
And we’ll make it just on Appalachian pride
Chorus: We’re praising God in everything we do
Thankful we had this to come back to
June: We don’t have much money but we’re dignified
And happy in our Appalachian pride
June:
Now I’ll tell you in Chicago, boys
I was a broken man
Dirty movies, credit cards, and bills past due again
And that son of mine spit in my face
And then I tanned his hide
He got a taste of Appalachian pride
That sassy son of mine
He was more than I could take
I loaded wife, and kids, and dogs
And then I pulled up stakes
Back home here, in the old homestead
I’ve kept him by my side
And filled him with my Appalachian pride
Chorus:
We’re praising God in everything we do
Thankful we had this to come back to
June: We don’t have much money but we’re dignified
And happy in our Appalachian pride
June:
There’s ham out in the smokehouse
Some flour in the bin
Molasses cans and beans
Until the crop comes in
The kids back in that bedroom
They finally understand
The pride of an Appalachian man
Now we don’t live on welfare
We don’t need their checks no more
We got sick of bill collectors
A banging on the door
We’ll break our backs from dusk ‘til dawn
And God is on our side
And we’ll make it just on Appalachian pride
Chorus: We’re praising God in everything we do
Thankful we had this to come back to
June: We don’t have much money but we’re dignified
And happy in our Appalachian pride
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