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Sharecropper´s Son

Höfundur lags: Carter og Ralph Stanley Flytjandi: Ralph Stanley Sent inn af: Anonymous

[G]We moved here from Summers [C]when I was four[G]teen
Worked this poor ground for [D7]bacon and [G]beans
The landlord told me that [C]hard times were [G]near
Didn't mean a thing cause they're [D7]already [G]here

Daylight till dark [C]my work´s never [G]done
Lord have mercy on a [D7]sharecropper´s [G]son  

Momma's got the fever and the [C]baby´s sick [G]too  
Poppa´s uptown [D7]soakin´ up that [G]brew
Just out of prison said he [C]ain´t going [G]back
Ain´t a blood hound in Georgia that can [D7]follow his [G]track

Daylight till dark [C]my work´s never [G]done
Lord have mercy on a [D7]sharecropper´s [G]son  

We bought a new mule brought him [C]up from down [G]south
He'd kick the chew of tobacco right [D7]out of your [G]mouth
Water in the well is [C]barely out of [G]sight
Can´t take a bath on a [D7]Saturday [G]night

Daylight till dark [C]my work´s never [G]done
Lord have mercy on a [D7]sharecropper´s [G]son  

Our crops are all wilted no [C]rain day or [G]night
The preacher's here for dinner we [D7]ain't got a [G]bite
Eleven in the family ten [C]daughter's and a [G]son  
And momma's just told us there'd [D7]be another [G]one  

Daylight till dark [C]my work´s never [G]done
Lord have mercy on a [D7]sharecropper´s [G]son  


We moved here from Summers when I was fourteen
Worked this poor ground for bacon and beans
The landlord told me that hard times were near
Didn't mean a thing cause they're already here

Daylight till dark my work´s never done
Lord have mercy on a sharecropper´s son

Momma's got the fever and the baby´s sick too
Poppa´s uptown soakin´ up that brew
Just out of prison said he ain´t going back
Ain´t a blood hound in Georgia that can follow his track

Daylight till dark my work´s never done
Lord have mercy on a sharecropper´s son

We bought a new mule brought him up from down south
He'd kick the chew of tobacco right out of your mouth
Water in the well is barely out of sight
Can´t take a bath on a Saturday night

Daylight till dark my work´s never done
Lord have mercy on a sharecropper´s son

Our crops are all wilted no rain day or night
The preacher's here for dinner we ain't got a bite
Eleven in the family ten daughter's and a son
And momma's just told us there'd be another one

Daylight till dark my work´s never done
Lord have mercy on a sharecropper´s son

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