High Cotton - Alabama

We didn’t know that times were lean

Round our house the grass was green

It didn’t seem like things were all that bad

I bet we walked a thousand miles

Chopin' cotton and pushin' plows

And learnin' how to give it all we had.

As life went on and years went by

I saw the light in daddy’s eyes

And felt — the love in mama’s hands

They kept us warm and kept us fed

Taught us how to look ahead

Now lookin' back, I understand.

We Were Walkin' in High Cotton

Old times there are not forgotten

Those fertile fields are never far away

We Were Walkin' in High Cotton

Old times there are not forgotten

Leavin' 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

It was the only day my daddy wouldn’t work.

We were walkin' in high cotton.