Been wanting to get this shot for a while now…finially got the nerve to try. It was different growing up with parent’s 30 years difference in age…. but I would never change it for the world. Going to have to visit again and this time bring the purple heart to hold in my hand…. added a slight redfield fractalius sketch 2.

Oh I wish I was in the land of cotton
Old times there are not forgotten
Look away, look away, look away Dixieland
Oh I wish I was in Dixie, away, away
In Dixieland I take my stand to live and die in Dixie
For Dixieland, that’s where I was born
Early Lord one frosty morn
Look away, look away, look away Dixieland

Glory, glory hallelujah
Glory, glory hallelujah
Glory, glory hallelujah
His truth is marching on

So hush little baby
Don’t you cry
You know your daddy’s bound to die
But all my trials, Lord will soon be over

Glory, glory hallelujah
His truth is marching on
His truth is marching on!!

Lyrics by Elvis Presley American Triology