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I Never Picked Cotton

Höfundur lags: Charlie Williams og Bobby George Flytjandi: Roy Clark Sent inn af: Anonymous

[G]I never picked cotton

Like my mother did and my brother did

And my sister did and my daddy died young
[D7]Working in a coal [G]mine


When I was just a baby

Too little for the cotton sack

I played in the dirt while the others worked
Till they [D7]couldn't straighten their [G]backs


And I made my self a promise

When I was old enough to run

That I'd never stay a single day
[D7]In that Oklahoma [G]sun  

[G]I never picked cotton

Like my mother did and my brother did

And my sister did and my daddy died young
[D7]Working in a coal [G]mine


Folks said that I grew up early

And the farm couldn't hold me then

So I stole ten bucks and a pick up truck
And [D7]I never went back [G]again


And it was fast cars and whiskey

Long legged girls and fun

I had everything that money could bring
And [D7]I took it all with a [G]gun  

[G]I never picked cotton

Like my mother did and my brother did

And my sister did and my daddy died young
[D7]Working in a coal [G]mine


It was Saturday night in Memphis

When a redneck grabbed my shirt

And he said go back to your cotton sack
I [D7]left him lying in the [G]dirt


And they'll take me in the morning

To the gallows just outside

And in the time I've got there ain´t a hell of a lot
I [D7]can look back on with [G]pride

[G]I never picked cotton

Like my mother did and my brother did

And my sister did and I´ll never die young
[D7]Working in a coal [G]mine


I never picked cotton

Like my mother did and my brother did

And my sister did and my daddy died young
Working in a coal mine

When I was just a baby

Too little for the cotton sack

I played in the dirt while the others worked
Till they couldn't straighten their backs

And I made my self a promise

When I was old enough to run

That I'd never stay a single day
In that Oklahoma sun

I never picked cotton

Like my mother did and my brother did

And my sister did and my daddy died young
Working in a coal mine

Folks said that I grew up early

And the farm couldn't hold me then

So I stole ten bucks and a pick up truck
And I never went back again

And it was fast cars and whiskey

Long legged girls and fun

I had everything that money could bring
And I took it all with a gun

I never picked cotton

Like my mother did and my brother did

And my sister did and my daddy died young
Working in a coal mine

It was Saturday night in Memphis

When a redneck grabbed my shirt

And he said go back to your cotton sack
I left him lying in the dirt

And they'll take me in the morning

To the gallows just outside

And in the time I've got there ain´t a hell of a lot
I can look back on with pride

I never picked cotton

Like my mother did and my brother did

And my sister did and I´ll never die young
Working in a coal mine

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