High Cotton
We didn't know the times were lean
Round our house the grass was green
Didn't seem like things were all that bad
I bet we walked a thousand miles
Chopping cotton and pushing plows
And learning how to give it all we had
As life went on and years went by
Saw the light in daddy's eye
And felt the love in mamma's hands
They kept us warm, they kept us fed
Taught us how to look ahead
Now looking back I understand
We were walking in high cotton
Old times there are not forgotten
Those fertile fields are never far away
We were walking in high cotton
Old times there are not forgotten
Leaving home was the hardest thing we ever faced
When Sunday mornings 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
Was the only day my daddy wouldn't work
We were walking in high cotton
Old times there are not forgotten
Those fertile fields are never far away
We were walking in high cotton
Old times there are not forgotten
Leaving home was the hardest thing we ever faced
We were walking in high cotton
Old times there are not forgotten
Those fertile fields are never far away
We were walking in high cotton
Old times there are not forgotten
Leaving home was the hardest thing we ever faced
We were walking in high cotton
Old times there are not forgotten
Those fertile fields are never far away
We were walking in high cotton
Old times there are not forgotten
Leaving home was the hardest thing we ever faced
We were walking in high cotton