Wiregrasser
I belong to no one
The rocky shoal beneath the pines is where I come from
And I can still hear my mama calling
Come sundown boy you make your way back home
From the wiregrass of Alabama
Down in Andalusia is where I get my name
I worked this land just like my daddy
Hands like leather and I'm mean as those blades
Cause I'm a wiregrasser chippin' down the pines
There's no more blackbelt prairie
Only pitch, tar, and turpentine
I grew up from the ashes
Sand in my shoes and pine sap running through my veins
I've got catface carved in my sides
Oh and no amount of prayer will save my life
Cause I'm a wiregrasser chippin' down the pines
There's no more blackbelt prairie
Only pitch, tar, and turpentine
We cut em down, we bled them dry, we worked them to the bone
Stomped out the devil's fire and prayed that God would save our souls
I still hear mama calling, but heaven
Is the only place left to call my home
God bless my soul
Cause I'm a wiregrasser chippin' down the pines
There's no more blackbelt prairie
Only pitch, tar, and turpentine
The rocky shoal beneath the pines is where I come from
And I can still hear my mama calling
Come sundown boy you make your way back home
From the wiregrass of Alabama
Down in Andalusia is where I get my name
I worked this land just like my daddy
Hands like leather and I'm mean as those blades
Cause I'm a wiregrasser chippin' down the pines
There's no more blackbelt prairie
Only pitch, tar, and turpentine
I grew up from the ashes
Sand in my shoes and pine sap running through my veins
I've got catface carved in my sides
Oh and no amount of prayer will save my life
Cause I'm a wiregrasser chippin' down the pines
There's no more blackbelt prairie
Only pitch, tar, and turpentine
We cut em down, we bled them dry, we worked them to the bone
Stomped out the devil's fire and prayed that God would save our souls
I still hear mama calling, but heaven
Is the only place left to call my home
God bless my soul
Cause I'm a wiregrasser chippin' down the pines
There's no more blackbelt prairie
Only pitch, tar, and turpentine
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Writer(s): Abigail Rhea Dowd
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