June Carter Cash - Appalachian Pride lyrics

Now I'll tell you in Chicago boys, I was 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 eye He got a taste of Appalachian pride That sa**y 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 home 'stead I've kept him by my side And filled him with my Appalachian pride We're praising God in everything we do Thankful we had this to come back to We don't have much money, but we're dignified And happy in our Appalachian pride There's hell mud in the smoke house, some flower in the ban Molasis, cans and beans until 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 the checks no more We got sick of bill collectors a-banging on the door We'll break our backs from dusk till dawn and God is on our side And we'll make it just on Appalachian pride We're praising God in everything we do Thankful we had this to come back to We don't have much money, but we're dignified And happy in our Appalachian pride