High Cotton

Here on the day when my grandfather died
 Oh my soul
 If only that gravestone could give some advice
 Oh my soul, my soul
 The woman I love puts a brave face on
 Oh my heart
 I gotta make sure that I keep her til I'm gone
 Oh my heart, my heart
 'Cause right now we're living in a sad kinda town
 Where nobody tries too hard
 But I want to take you to the top of a mountain
 Where the high cotton grows,
 Where the high cotton grows
 Here on the east coast sitting on my hands
 Oh my life
 Waiting for somebody else to change my circumstance
 Oh my life, my life
 I take it for granted all the comfort I have
 Oh this world
 In many other places it's enough to survive
 Oh this world, this world
 'Cause right now we're living in a sad kinda place
 Where nobody tries too hard
 But the truth is we're living in a golden valley
 Where the high cotton grows,
 Where the high cotton grows
 And I want to take a hatchet and chop it all down
 And send it where the cotton grows low
 And I want to make sure that we all know we're living
 Where the high cotton grows,
 Where the high cotton grows,
 Where the high cotton grows,
 Where the high cotton grows