Lyrics High Cotton - Live - Alabama

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!