Alabama

High Cotton

We didn't know that times were leanAround our home the grass was greenIt didn't seem like things were all that badI bet we walked a thousand milesChoppin' cotton and pushin' plowsAnd learnin' how to give it all we hadAs life went on and years went byI saw the light in daddy's eyesAnd felt the love in mama's handsThey kept us warm and kept us fedTaught us how to look aheadNow lookin' back, I understandWe were walkin' in high cottonOld times there are not forgottenThose fertile fields are never far awayWe were walkin' in high cottonOld times there are not forgottenLeavin' home was the hardest thing we ever facedWhen Sunday mornings rolled aroundWe dressed up in hand-me-downsJust in time, together with the churchSometimes I think how long it's beenAnd how it impressed me thenIt was the only day my daddy wouldn't workWe were walkin' in high cottonOld times there are not forgottenThose fertile fields are never far awayWe were walkin' in high cottonOld times there are not forgottenLeavin' home was the hardest thing we ever facedWe were walkin' in high cottonOld times there are not forgottenThose fertile fields are never far awayWe were walkin' in high cottonOld times there are not forgottenLeavin' home was the hardest thing we ever facedWe were walkin' in high cottonOld times there are not forgottenThose fertile fields are never far awayWe were walkin' in high cottonOld times there are not forgottenLeavin' home was the hardest thing we ever facedWe were walkin' in high cotton