Still Here

If there's one thing my parents knowed: It was we had a moral code. Though mighty poor, we behaved rich. With manners taught o'er a hickory switch. At the table, or sittin' on pews, We sure as heck knowed t'follow the rules. Stealin ' and lyin' just weren't a choice. Nor cheatin' and fightin' or raisin' our voice. The children today're no better or worse. Though they might shout And they might curse. And though they might have gone out and lied. Fact is folks, morals never have died. Thankfully... morals never have died.