Appalachian Pride Lyrics - Singles - June Carter Cash

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 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 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