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,
G
Nothing much to see but a starving hound
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In a Mississippi cotton picking delta town.