When I was a little bitty baby My mama done rock me in the cradle In them old cotton fields back home It was back in Louisiana Just about a mile from Texarkana In them old cotton fields back home Let me tell you now well got me in a fix I caught a nail in my tire doing lickitey splits I had to walk a long long way to town Came upon a nice old man well he had a hat on Wait a minute mister can you give me some directions I gonna want to be right off for home Don't care if them cotton balls get rotten When I got you baby, who needs cotton In them old cotton fields back home Brother only one thing more that's gonna warm you A summer's day out in California It's gonna be those cotton fields back home It was back in Louisiana Just about a mile from Texarkana Give me them cotton fields (It was back in Louisiana) Let me hear it for the cotton fields (Just about a mile from Texarkana) You know that there's just no place like home Well boy it sure feels good to breathe the air back home You shoulda seen their faces when they seen how I grown In them old cotton fields back home

Falling for the wrong one Feeling like the right time But at least I felt something Think I'm losing my mind I'm in need of your love I just need you right here Sharing all of those things Whispering in my ear Tell me what they can't know Show me what they can't see Tell me all the ideas They would never believe You see I remember my home I remember those trees I remember those pasts I remember the breeze I remember the reason why all of those people that passed Remember you opened your heart for a second Gave me your time for a minute Remember the tone in your voice when I Told you that I might be coming to visit But maybe I'm tripping You catching me slipping Down this road again But this time I ain't falling First day back cause the demons keep calling Look at this world and I start withdrawing And its so hard not to fade, see its so hard not to fall But I gotta find peace And I gotta find sleep cause I don't see it at all So I'm going, going, going, deeper and deeper You see I'm finding it out before my spirit gets weaker I got a fever, fever But feeling sick in the head I need a doctor, doctor Or just one more cigarette I'm saying Falling for the wrong one (I love you) Feeling like the right time (I love you) But at least I felt something Think I'm losing my mind If I die alone, then I probably deserve that You can tear your face up but don't act like you ain't earn that If I die alone, then I probably deserve that You can tear your face up but don't act like you ain't earn that If I die alone, then I probably deserve that You can tear your face up but don't act like you ain't earn that If I die alone, then I probably deserve that You can tear your face up but don't act like you ain't earn that Oh yeah she fine Soft from behind Like I'm running out of time Yeah she hurt your fucking feelings with that Ass of hers Dunno just to what I'm feeling with uh- Get on her How cannot tell I'm feeling its like- I'm in her World. living, breathing You know I'm not even Steven Cause I could not be Shia born in a house fire, damn Baby, where you do that I'ma little bit insane, yeah Put you on game, yeah Make you maintain, yeah Stare up in your lane, yeah Whatever you say, yeah Alway-always say yeah Rather see me dead, yeah Than see me in your bed yeah, yeah, yeah

Now ladies and gentlemen, I'm here to tell you Me and Teddy know what it's like to Well, to pick and plant cotton, chop cotton And pick cotton, we're cotton-pickers Along with pick-up drivers We drive pick-up trucks I mean, people drive a pick-up truck We didn't know the times were lean Round our house the grass was green It didn't seem like things were all that bad I bet we walked a thousand miles Choppin' cotton and pushing plows And learnin' how to give it all we had As life went on and years went by I saw the light in daddy's eye And felt the love in mamma's hands They kept us warm and kept us fed Taught us how to look ahead Now lookin' back I understand We were walkin' in high cotton Old times there are not forgotten Those fertile fields are never far away We were walkin' in high cotton Old times there are not forgotten Leavin' home was the hardest thing we ever faced When Sunday mornings rolled around We dressed up in hand-me-downs Just in time to gather with the church Sometimes I think how long it's been And how it impressed me then It was the only day my daddy wouldn't work We were walkin' in high cotton Old times there are not forgotten Those fertile fields are never far away We were walkin' in high cotton Old time there are not forgotten Leavin' home was the hardest thing we ever faced Everybody! Yeah, we were walkin' in high cotton Old times there are not forgotten Those fertile fields are never far away We were walkin' in high cotton Old times there are not forgotten Leavin' home was the hardest thing we ever faced Everybody sing it We were walkin' in high cotton Old times there are not forgotten Those fertile fields are never far away Yeah, we were walkin' in high cotton Old times there are not forgotten Leavin' home was the hardest thing we ever faced Walkin' in high cotton Thank you very much!