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Lyrics:
[chorus]
in A Mississippi Cotton Pickin' Delta Town
one Dusty Street To Walk Up And Down
nothing Much To Do But Hang Around
in A Mississippi Cotton Pickin' Delta Town
down In The Delta Where I Was Born
all We Raised Was Cotton, Potatoes And Corn
i've Picked Cotton 'til My Fingers Hurt
draggin' A Sack Through The Delta Dirt
i've Worked Hard The Whole Weeklong
pickin' My Fingers To The Blood And Bone
ain't A Lot Of Money In Cotton Bale
at Least When You Try To Sell
[chorus]
on Saturday Night, We'd Get Dressed Up
catch Us A Ride On A Pickup Truck
on A Gravel Road That Nearly Strangled Us
that Cotton Pickin' Delta Dust
we'd Sit Across The Street On The Depot Porch
lookin' At The Folks Lookin' Back At Us
munchin' On A Dust Covered Ice Cream Cone
wondering How We'd Get Back Home
[chorus]
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