WebWe didn't know the times were lean, Round our house the grass was green, It didn't seem like things were all that bad, I bet we walked a thousand miles, Choppin' cotton and pusing plows, And learnin' how to give it all we had. As Life went on and years went by, I saw the light in daddy's eye, And felt the love in mamma's hands, They kept us warm and kept us … WebRefrain 1: We were Walkin' in [F] High Cotton Old times [Bb] there are not forgotten Those [F] fertile fields are never far a- [C7] way We were Walkin' in [F] High Cotton Old times [Bb] there are not forgotten Leavin' [F] home was the hardest [C7] thing we ever [F] faced. When [F] Sunday morning rolled around [Bb] We dressed up in hand-me downs ...
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WebSong Title: HIGH COTTON Artist: Alabama F We didn't know the times were lean Bb Round our home the grass was green It F didn't seem like things were all that C7 bad I F bet we walked a thousand miles Bb Chopin' cotton and pushin' plows And F learnin' how to C7 give it all we F had. F As life went on and years went by WebChopin' cotton and pushin' plows And learnin' how to give it all we had. As life went on and years went by I saw the light in daddy's eyes And felt - the love in mama's hands They … WebHigh Cotton by Alabama Album: Southern Star ( 1989) License This Song songfacts ® artistfacts We didn't know the times were lean, Round our house the grass was green, It didn't seem like things were all that bad, I bet we walked a thousand miles, Choppin' cotton and pusing plows, And learnin' how to give it all we had. the murders of orange county