High Cotton

(Yeah, rockin' chair)

We didn't know that times were lean

Round our house the grass was green

It didn't seem like things were all the bad

I bet we walked a thousand miles

Choppin' cotton and pushin' plows

And learnin' how to give it all we had

As life went on and years went by

I saw the light in Daddy's eyes

And felt the love in Mama's hands

They kept us warm and kept us fed

Taught us how to look ahead

Now lookin' back, I understand

We were walkin' in high cotton

Old times that are not forgotten

Those fertile fields are never far away

We were walkin' in high cotton

Old times that are not forgotten

Leavin' home was the hardest thing we ever faced

When Sunday mornin's rolled around

We dressed up in hand-me-downs

Just in time to gather with the church

Sometimes I think how long it's been

And how it impressed me then

It was the only day my daddy wouldn't work

We were walkin' in high cotton

Old times that are not forgotten

Those fertile fields are never far away

We were walkin' in high cotton

Old times that are not forgotten

Leavin' home was the hardest thing we ever faced

We were walkin' in high cotton

Old times that are not forgotten

Those fertile fields are never far away

We were walkin' in high cotton

Old times that are not forgotten

Leavin' home was the hardest thing we ever faced

We were walkin' in high cotton

Old times that are not forgotten

Those fertile fields are never far away

We were walkin' in high cotton

Old times that are not forgotten

Leavin' home was the hardest thing we ever faced

Walkin' in high cotton