Em D We packed our few belongings and we moved across the oceanEm D To start a new life in this land so bold and vastEm D Dispersed from Ellis Island, my distant Irish kinEm D Eyes cut to the future, heart’s tied to the pastEm D [Verse 2]Em D We held tight to our loved ones and we held on to the promiseEm D and we scraped our meager living hand to mouthEm D We prayed to what would have us, every doubting John ThomasEm D spreading through the Appalachia ever southEm D Spread through Appalachia ever south [Verse 3]Em D And I hear we weren’t welcomed here, at least not in those daysEm D No one needs our drunken, fighting, thieving kindEm D But we settled in this new place and we worked it in our waysEm D and spread our kin upon it in due timeEm D Spread our kin upon it in due time [Chorus 1]C9 G And we fought our losing battles and we held onto our waysC9 G and we talk of how we left behind our better daysC9 G Some were living lives of leisure, some surviving hand to mouthEm D Bash our heads against the future, ever southEm D Bash our heads against the future ever south [Instrumental] Em D x2 [Verse 4]Em D When I set my sights upon you, we were both still in our primeEm D We were moving in big circles that I sought out to combineEm D And I held you in my arms and swore eternal love this timeEm D Tried to lasso brighter futures and let it drag us both behindEm D Lasso brighter futures, let it drag us both behindEm D [Chorus 2]C9 G So we aimed our sights westward like so many did beforeC9 G Expanding our horizons to some distant shoreC9 G Where everyone takes notice of the drawl that leaves our mouthEm D So that no matter where we are we’re ever southEm D No matter where we are we’re ever south [Instrumental] Em D x2 [Verse 5]Em D Now my Christian Southern brethren will tell you all what forEm D to keep your heathen ways up in you and your shoes outside the doorEm D take your stand for noble causes till you just can’t stand no moreEm D and surrender to some savior, Praise the Lord,Em D Surrender to some savior, Praise the LordEm D [Verse 6]Em D But despite our best intentions, it pains me to reportEm D we keep swinging for the fences, coming up a little shortEm D We sure can get it wrong for someone so devoutEm D I hear you whistling past the graveyard looking downEm D Whistling past the graveyard looking down {Chorus 3} C9 G x1C9 G Ever Southern in my carriage, ever southern in my stanceC9 G in the Irish of my complexion and the Scottish in my danceC9 G in the way I bang my head against my daily circumstanceC9 GC9 G Let this blue eyed southern devil take you out upon the prowlC9 G with decadence and charm we’ll take it into townC9 G tell you stories of our fathers and the glories of our houseEm D Always told a little slower, ever southEm D Always told a little slower, ever south
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