Song | I Never Picked Cotton |
Artist | Johnny Cash |
Album | American II: Unchained |
作词 : George, Williams | |
I never picked cotton | |
Like my mother did and my brother did | |
And my sister did and my | |
Daddy died young | |
Workin' in a coal mine | |
When I was just a baby too little for the cotton sack | |
I played in the dirt while the others worked' | |
Til they couldn't straighten up their backs | |
And I made myself a promise when | |
I was old enough to run | |
That I'd never stay a single day | |
In that Oklahoma sun | |
And I never picked cotton | |
Like my mother did and my brother did | |
And my sister did and my | |
Daddy died young | |
Workin' in a coal mine | |
Folks said that | |
I grew up early and the farm couldn't hold me then | |
So I stole ten bucks and a pickup truck and | |
I never went back again | |
Then it was fast cars and whiskey, long legged girls and fun | |
I had everything that money could bring and | |
I took it all with a gun | |
And I never picked cotton | |
Like my mother did and my brother did | |
And my sister did and my | |
Daddy died young | |
Workin' in a coal mine | |
It was Saturday night in | |
Memphis when a redneck grabbed my shirt | |
And he said go back to your cotton sack, | |
I left him lying in the dirt | |
And they'll take me in the morning to the gallows just outside | |
And in the time | |
I've got there ain't a hell of a lot | |
I can look back on with pride | |
But I never picked cotton | |
Like my mother did and my brother did | |
And my sister did and my | |
Daddy died young | |
Workin' in a coal mine | |
I never picked cotton | |
Like my mother did and my brother did | |
And my sister did and my | |
Daddy died young | |
Workin' in a coal mine |
zuò cí : George, Williams | |
I never picked cotton | |
Like my mother did and my brother did | |
And my sister did and my | |
Daddy died young | |
Workin' in a coal mine | |
When I was just a baby too little for the cotton sack | |
I played in the dirt while the others worked' | |
Til they couldn' t straighten up their backs | |
And I made myself a promise when | |
I was old enough to run | |
That I' d never stay a single day | |
In that Oklahoma sun | |
And I never picked cotton | |
Like my mother did and my brother did | |
And my sister did and my | |
Daddy died young | |
Workin' in a coal mine | |
Folks said that | |
I grew up early and the farm couldn' t hold me then | |
So I stole ten bucks and a pickup truck and | |
I never went back again | |
Then it was fast cars and whiskey, long legged girls and fun | |
I had everything that money could bring and | |
I took it all with a gun | |
And I never picked cotton | |
Like my mother did and my brother did | |
And my sister did and my | |
Daddy died young | |
Workin' in a coal mine | |
It was Saturday night in | |
Memphis when a redneck grabbed my shirt | |
And he said go back to your cotton sack, | |
I left him lying in the dirt | |
And they' ll take me in the morning to the gallows just outside | |
And in the time | |
I' ve got there ain' t a hell of a lot | |
I can look back on with pride | |
But I never picked cotton | |
Like my mother did and my brother did | |
And my sister did and my | |
Daddy died young | |
Workin' in a coal mine | |
I never picked cotton | |
Like my mother did and my brother did | |
And my sister did and my | |
Daddy died young | |
Workin' in a coal mine |