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BUCKET TO THE SOUTH (Gail Davies) Gail Davies - 1978 Ava Barber - 1978 Also recorded by: Lawrence Welk & His Orch.; Lynn Anderson; Mitzi Gaynor. The squeakin' of a screen door and the callin' of a sweet voice Granma's back in Oklahoma, cookin' up somethin' nice I can hear her scold me for the good girl that I should be Wish that she could hold me on this cold and rainy night The bayin' of an old hound, well it takes me to my hometown Years have brought my heart down, but my soul was born to fly My Granpa taught the righteous, he taught the love of Jesus All the Earth will someday be a kingdom paradise He's singin' "I'll see the day, oh glory, I'll see the day If you let me live my childhood over, take me back to Oklahoma I'll see the day Now my Aunt Ina loved me, and with a Southern drawl she called me We'd gather in the family and be singin' the old folk songs Smokin' Bo was good to me, and Miss Virgil, Wayne and Gracie We lost Dol and Dancy, but the memory lives on Well I'm takin' my bucket down to the South Gonna fill it up with memory, bring it on back Takin' my bucket down to the South Gonna fill it up with memory, bring it on back Takin' my bucket down to the South Gonna fill it up with memory, bring it on back Takin' my bucket down to the South Gonna fill it up with memory, bring it on back (Instrumental Break) My Dad was quite a guitar man, pickin' with his country band Well he trifled with a woman, Lord, it broke my Mama's heart So we left the country, me and my brothers Ron and Jimmy Loved that country music, that's where I got my start I'm takin' my bucket down to the South Gonna fill it up with memory, bring it on back Takin' my bucket down to the South Gonna fill it up with memory, bring it on back Takin' my bucket down to the South Gonna fill it up with memory, bring it on back Takin' my bucket down to the South Gonna fill it up with memory, bring it on back Takin' my bucket down to the South Gonna fill it up with memory, bring it on back Takin' my bucket down to the South Gonna fill it up with memory, bring it on back Takin' my bucket down to the South Gonna fill it up with memory, bring it on back Takin' my bucket down to the South Gonna fill it up with memory, bring it on back (Transcribed by Mel Priddle - January 2007) ******************** As recorded by AVA BARBER: Takin' my bucket down to the South Gonna fill it up with mem'ries, bring it on back Takin' my bucket down to the South Gonna fill it up with mem'ries, bring it on back Takin' my bucket down to the South Gonna fill it up with mem'ries, bring it on back Takin' my bucket down to the South Gonna fill it up with mem'ries, bring it on back The squeakin' of a screen door and the callin' of a sweet voice Granma's back in Tennessee, cookin' up somethin' nice I can hear her scold me for the good girl that I should be Wish that she could hold me on this cold and rainy night The bayin' of an old hound, well it takes me to my hometown Years have brought my heart down, but my soul was born to fly My Granpa taught the righteous, he taught the love of Jesus All the Earth would someday be a kingdom paradise He's singin' "I'll fly away, oh glory, I'll fly away" If you ever live your childhood over, take me back to Tennessee I'll fly away And I'm takin' my bucket down to the South Gonna fill it up with mem'ries, bring it on back Takin' my bucket down to the South Gonna fill it up with mem'ries, bring it on back Takin' my bucket down to the South Gonna fill it up with mem'ries, bring it on back Takin' my bucket down to the South Gonna fill it up with mem'ries, bring it on back (Instrumental Break) Now my Aunt Ina loved me, and with a Southern drawl she called me We'd gather in the family and be singin' old folk songs Broken Bo was good to me, Miss Virgil, Wayne and Gracie We lost Dol and Dancy, but the mem'ry lingers on And I'm takin' my bucket down to the South Gonna fill it up with mem'ries, bring it on back Takin' my bucket down to the South Gonna fill it up with mem'ries, bring it on back Takin' my bucket down to the South Gonna fill it up with mem'ries, bring it on back Takin' my bucket down to the South Gonna fill it up with mem'ries, bring it on back Takin' my bucket down to the South Gonna fill it up with mem'ries, bring it on back Takin' my bucket down to the South Gonna fill it up with mem'ries, bring it on back Takin' my bucket down to the South Gonna fill it up with mem'ries..............FADE (Transcribed by Mel Priddle - January 2007) (Contributed by - January 2007)

    


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