Song | One Row at a Time |
Artist | Merle Haggard |
Album | Someday We'll Look Back |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
ONE ROW AT A TIME | |
(Red Lane - Dottie West) | |
« © '71 Tree Publishing, BMI » | |
The southeast Georgia red clay dust is groundin' to my blue jeans | |
A heavy hundred pound cotton sack a draggin' long behind | |
Wanting believe this place so bad I forgot it how I got here | |
Workin' my way back home one row at a time | |
It's along old cotton road between here and Vaco | |
Than three days of bummin' through that California line | |
And two more days of pickin' to that house just south of Fresno | |
Workin' my way back home one row at a time | |
Mississippi delta mud is caked in layers of my brogains | |
Sunshine on snow white cotton nearly makes me blind | |
I can almost see 'em now a homefolk runnin' out to meet me | |
Workin' my way back home one row at a time | |
It's along old cotton road... | |
Workin' my way back home one row at a time |
ONE ROW AT A TIME | |
Red Lane Dottie West | |
nbsp ' 71 Tree Publishing, BMI nbsp | |
The southeast Georgia red clay dust is groundin' to my blue jeans | |
A heavy hundred pound cotton sack a draggin' long behind | |
Wanting believe this place so bad I forgot it how I got here | |
Workin' my way back home one row at a time | |
It' s along old cotton road between here and Vaco | |
Than three days of bummin' through that California line | |
And two more days of pickin' to that house just south of Fresno | |
Workin' my way back home one row at a time | |
Mississippi delta mud is caked in layers of my brogains | |
Sunshine on snow white cotton nearly makes me blind | |
I can almost see ' em now a homefolk runnin' out to meet me | |
Workin' my way back home one row at a time | |
It' s along old cotton road... | |
Workin' my way back home one row at a time |
ONE ROW AT A TIME | |
Red Lane Dottie West | |
nbsp ' 71 Tree Publishing, BMI nbsp | |
The southeast Georgia red clay dust is groundin' to my blue jeans | |
A heavy hundred pound cotton sack a draggin' long behind | |
Wanting believe this place so bad I forgot it how I got here | |
Workin' my way back home one row at a time | |
It' s along old cotton road between here and Vaco | |
Than three days of bummin' through that California line | |
And two more days of pickin' to that house just south of Fresno | |
Workin' my way back home one row at a time | |
Mississippi delta mud is caked in layers of my brogains | |
Sunshine on snow white cotton nearly makes me blind | |
I can almost see ' em now a homefolk runnin' out to meet me | |
Workin' my way back home one row at a time | |
It' s along old cotton road... | |
Workin' my way back home one row at a time |