Share Croppin'
Grey De Lisle
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A On the day you rattled up the lineE A To work my familys land Mama caught us smilinE And she took me by the handD And she said what your young heartA See's in him I'll never understand Cause its a sorry life to liveE A Lovin' a share croppin' manA Why his back is nearly brokenE A By the time his day is through And his dirty hands are emptyE When he brings 'em home to youD So dont come runnin back hereA When his soil turns to sand Its a sorry life to liveE A Lovin' a share croppin manA On a cold November evenin'E A Cross the bitter plains we ranContinúa después del anuncioFar from that old shotgunE In our copper weddin' bandsD And you whispered life without you girlA Is more then I can stand But its a sorry life to liveE A Lovin' a share croppin' manA My back is nearly brokenE A By the time my day is through And my dirty hands are emptyE When I bring them home to youD So remember that I warned youA When our soil turns to sand Its a sorry life to liveE A Lovin' a share croppin' manA On our youngest daughters fingerE A Sits a simple copper band The boy we worked last summersE Gone and asked her for her handD And she said watchin you and DaddyA Through the years I understand That I want to live my lifeE A Lovin' a share croppin' manA Well he'd sooner break his backE A Then break a promise made to you And his empty hands are dirtyE But his heart is pure and trueD And the good Lord guides his steady plowA Through soil or through sand The sweetest life to livesE A Lovin' a share croppin manD And the good Lord guides his steady plowA Through soil or through sand The sweetest life to livesE A Lovin' a share croppin man