One Row at a Time

	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