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