Rueben James

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Rueben James in my song youll live
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 a gain
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And the phrases that I rhyme
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Are just the footsteps out-a time
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From a time when I knew Rueben James

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Rueben James all the folks around 
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Madison County cussed your name
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Just a no account share-croppin 
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colored man
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Who steal anything he can
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And everybody laid the blame on 
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Rueben James

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Rueben James you still walk the 
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fertile fields of my mind
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Faded shirt weathered brow
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Callused hands upon the plow
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I loved you then and I love you now
        D
 Rueben James

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Flora Graves the gossip of Madison 
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County died with child
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And al though your skin was black
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You were the one who didnt turn 
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your back
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On a hungry white child with no 
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name Rueben James

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Rueben James with your mind on my 
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soul and a bible in your right
hand
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You said turn the other cheek
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Theres a better world waitin for 
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the meek
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In my mind these words re main 
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from Rueben James

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Rueben James you still walk the 
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fertile fields of my mind
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Faded shirt weathered brow
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Callused hands upon the plow
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I loved you then and I love you now
        D
 Rueben James

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Rueben James one dark cloudy day 
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they brought you from the field
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And to your lonely pine box came
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Just a preacher me and the rain
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To sing one last re frain for 
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Rueben James

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Rueben James you still walk the 
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fertile fields of my mind
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Faded shirt weathered brow
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Callused hands upon the plow
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I loved you then and I love you now
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 Rueben James