Mississippi Cotton Pickin' Delta Town

(альбом: Pride Of America - 1974)

In a Mississippi cotton picking Delta town one dusty street to walk up and down
Nothing much to see but a starving hound in a Mississippi cotton picking Delta town

Down in the Delta where I was born all we raised was cotton potatoes and corn
I've picked cotton till my fingers hurt dragging the sack through that Delta dirt
And I've worked hard the whole week long picking my fingers to the blood and bone
There ain't a lot of money in a cotton bale at least when you try to sell
In a Mississippi cotton picking...

On Saturday nights we'd get dressed up catch us a ride on a pickup truck
On a gravel road it nearly string to lust that cotton picking Delta dust
We'd sit across the street on the depot porch looking at the folks looking back at us
Munching on a dust covered ice cream cone and wondering how we'd get back home
From a Mississippi cotton picking...
From a Mississippi cotton picking...