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Charley Pride( Charley Frank Pride )
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Mississippi Cotton Pickin' Delta
Lyricist:Harold Dorman, Wiley Gann
In a Mississippi cotton pickin' delta town One dusty street to walk up and down Nothing much to see but a starvin' hound In a Mississippi cotton pickin' Delta town
Down in the Delta where I was born All we raised was cotton, potatoes and corn I've picked cotton 'til my fingers hurt Draggin' a sack through that Delta dirt
And I've worked hard the whole week long Pickin' 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 pickin' Delta town One dusty street to walk up and down Nothing much to see but a starvin' hound In a Mississippi cotton pickin' Delta town
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com On Saturday night, we'd get dressed up Catch us a ride on a pickup truck On a gravel road it nearly strangled us That cotton pickin' Delta dust
We'd sit across the street on the depot porch Lookin' at the folks lookin' back at us Munchin' on a dust covered ice cream cone Wondering how we'd get back home
From a Mississippi cotton pickin' Delta town One dusty street to walk up and down Nothing much to do but just hang around In a Mississippi cotton pickin' Delta town
From a Mississippi cotton pickin' Delta town One dusty street to walk up and down Nothing much to do but just hang around In a Mississippi cotton pickin' Delta town
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