Charley Pride - Mississippi Cotton Picking Delta Town, аккорды

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In a Mississippi cotton picking delta town, 
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One dusty street to walk up and down, 
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Nothing much to see but a starving hound 
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In a Mississippi cotton picking delta town. 
 
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Down in the delta where I was born, 
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All we raised was cotton, potatoes and corn,  
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I’ve picked cotton till my fingers hurt, 
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Dragging that sack thru that delta dirt. 
 
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And I’ve worked hard the whole week long, 
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Picking my fingers to the blood and bone, 
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There ain’t a lot of money in a cotton bale, 
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At least not when you’re trying to sell.  
 
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In a Mississippi cotton picking delta town, 
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One dusty street to walk up and down, 
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Nothing much to see but a starving hound 
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In a Mississippi cotton picking delta town. 
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On Saturday nights w’ed get dressed up, 
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Catch us a drive on a pickup truck, 
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On a gravel road it nearly strangled us, 
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That cotton picking delta dust. 
 
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We’d sit across the street on the depot porch, 
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Looking at the folks looking back at us, 
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Munching on a dust covered ice cream cone, 
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And wondering how we’d get back home. 
 
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In a Mississippi cotton picking delta town, 
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One dusty street to walk up and down, 
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Nothing much to see but a starving hound 
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In a Mississippi cotton picking delta town.