Son said my mother when I was knee high
You
Pick a lot o'cotton, drag a long sack
Comin' across the
As I walked by the lake one day by chance
Bring a drink of water Leroy
Bring a drink of water,
My pappy said when I was seventeen you're six feet
I lived on a farm out in Iowa
I pulled the
He was just an old country doctor
In a little country
Second Honeymoon
I walked up to the desk and asked the
I ride an old paint he's on the worry side
And
Well, the whole town listened to the radio
For the Smiling
Well I knew A boy named Willie Brown He was
My papa was a hobo when they delivered me
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