all the folks round Madison County
Just a no -good sharecrop
who would steal anything he can
And they always laid the blame
Re uben James, Flora Gray
The gossip of Madison County
And although your skin was black,
who didn't turn your back
On a hungry white child with no name,
the furrowed fields of my mind
the calloused hands upon the plow
I loved you then and I love you now,
Reuben James, with your mind on my soul
and a Bible in your right hand
You said, the other cheek,
there's a better world waitin' for the meet
In my heart, these words remain
used to walk the furrowed
The faded shirt, the weathered brow,
the calloused hands upon the plow
I loved you then and I love you now,
the furrowed fields of my mind
the calloused hands upon the plow
I loved you then and I love you now,
they brought you in from the field
And to your lonely pine box
came just the preacher, me and the rain
So say one last refrain for Re uben James
Reuben James, you still walk
the furrowed fields of my mind
The faded shirt, the weathered brow
The calloused hands upon the plow
I loved you then and I love you now,
Reuben James, you still walk
the furrowed fields of my mind
The faded shirt, the weathered brow
The calloused hands upon the plow
I loved you then and I love you now,
I loved you then and I love you now,
I loved you then and I love you now,
I loved you then and I love you now,
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