 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
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