Lyrics:

Well, We moved here from Summers when I was 14
Worked this poor ground for bacon and beans
Landlord told me that hard times were near
Didn't mean a thing cause they're already here
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Daylight till dark my works never done
Lord have mercy on the sharecropper's Son.)
My Mama's got the fever, and the babies sick too
Daddy's down town just soakin' in the boo's
He's just out of prison and he ain't going back
And a blood hound in Georgia can't follow his track
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We bought a new Mule brought him up from down south
He can kick tobacco right of your mouth
There's water in the well and its barely out of sight
And i can't take a bath on a Saturday night
Now the crops are all weathered no rain day or night
The preachers here for dinner we ain't got a bite
There's a (??) in our family ten daughter's and a son and papa just told me there'd be another one

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