Round our house the grass was green
It didn't seem that things were all that bad
I bet we walked a thousand miles
Choppin' cotton and pushin' plows
Learnin' how to give it all we had
As life went on and years went by
I saw the light in Daddy's eyes
They kept us warm and kept us fed
Taught us how to look ahead
Now lookin' back I understand
We were walkin' in high cotton
Old times there are not forgotten,
those fertile fields are never far away
We were walking in high cotton,
old times there are not forgotten
Leaving home was the hardest thing we
When Sunday mornings rolled around
We dressed up in our hand -me -downs
Just in time to gather at
Sometimes I think how long it's been
And how it impressed me that
It's the only day my daddy
We were walking in high cotton
Old times there are not forgotten
Those fertile fields are never far away
We were walking in high cotton
Old times there are not forgotten
Leaving home was the hardest
We were walking in hot cotton
Old times there are not forgotten
Those fertile fields are never far away
We were walking in hot cotton
Old times there are not forgotten
Leaving home was the hardest
We were walking in hot cotton,
old times there are not forgotten,
those fertile fields are never far away.
We were walking in hot cotton,
old times there are not forgotten,
leaving home was the hardest
We were walking in hot cotton.
