I never picked cotton But my mother did and my brother did And my sister did and my daddy died young Workin' in the coal mine.
When I was just a baby too little for a cotton sack I played in the dirt while the others worked till they couldn't straighten their backs And I made myself a promise when I was big enough to run That I'd never stay a single day in that Oklahoma sun.
And I never picked cotton But my mother did and my brother did And my sister did and my daddy died young Workin' in the coal mine.
Folks said I grew up early and in the farm that couldn't hold me then So I stole ten bucks and a pickup truck and I never went back again And it was fast cars and whiskey long haired girls and fun I had everything that money could bring and I took it all with a gun.
But I never picked cotton But my mother did and my brother did And my sister did and my daddy died young Workin' in the coal mine.
It was Saturday night in Memphis when a redneck grabbed my shirt And when he said go back in your cotton sack I let 'I'm dyin' in the dirt They'd take me in the mornin' to the gallows just outside And in the time I've got there ain't a hullava lot that I can look back on with pride.
But I never picked cotton But my mother did and my brother did And my sister did and my daddy died young Workin' in the coal mine.
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