Sharecropper's Son - Larry Sparks, Ricky Skaggs, Ralph Stanley

We moved here from somewhere when I was fourteen

Worked this poor ground for bacon and beans

Landlord told me, hard times is near

Didn’t mean a thing 'cause they’re already here

Daylight till dark my work’s never done

Lord have mercy on this sharecropper’s son

Mama’s got the fever and the baby’s sick too

Papa’s uptown soakin' up that brew

Just out of prison, says he ain’t going back

Ain’t a bloodhound in Georgia that can follow his tracks

Daylight till dark my work’s never done

Lord have mercy on this sharecropper’s son

Mama’s got the fever and the baby’s sick too

Papa’s uptown soakin' up that brew

Just out of prison, says he ain’t going back

Ain’t a bloodhound in Georgia that can follow his tracks

We bought a new mule, brought him up from down south

He’ll kick the chew of tobacco right out of your mouth

Water in the well nearly out of sight

Can’t take a bath on a Saturday night

Daylight till dark my work’s never done

Lord have mercy on this sharecropper’s son

Mama’s got the fever and the baby’s sick too

Papa’s uptown soakin' up that brew

Just out of prison, says he ain’t going back

Ain’t a bloodhound in Georgia that can follow his tracks

Our crops are all wilted, no rain day or night

Preacher’s here for dinner, we ain’t got a bite

Eleven in the family, ten Daughters and a son

Mama just told us there’d be another one