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Bucket To The South - Gail Davies

The squeakin' of a screen door and the callin' of a sweet voice

Grandma'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 Grandpa 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

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