Lyrics

We didn't know the times were lean Around our house the grass was green It didn't seem like things were all that bad Well, I bet we walked a thousand miles Choppin' cotton and pushing 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 eye And felt the love in mamma's hands They kept us warm and they kept us fed Taught us how to look ahead Now lookin' back I understand We were walkin' in high cotton Old times there are not forgotten Those fertile fields are never far away We were walkin' in high cotton Old times there are not forgotten Leavin' home was the hardest thing we ever faced When Sunday mornings rolled around We dressed up 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 there are not forgotten Those fertile fields are never far away We were walkin' in high cotton Old times there are not forgotten Leavin' home was the hardest thing we ever faced We were walkin' in high cotton Old times there are not forgotten Those fertile fields are never far away We were walkin' in high cotton Old times there are not forgotten Leavin' home was the hardest thing we ever faced Leavin' home was the hardest thing we ever faced We were walkin' in high cotton No place like home
Writer(s): Roger Murrah Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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