paroles de chanson Chickasaw County Child - Manu Lafer

Just outside of Delta country
Where the bitter weeds are growing wild
Born seven miles outside of Woodland
Was a Chicasaw county child

And papa done brung us some peppermint candy
Mamma fixed a custard pie
Bought her a store-bought doll from Jackson
She's 'an apple of everyone's eye

Chickasaw county child
Is gonna be ok
Chickasaw county child
You gonna be somebody someday

Sporting her checkered feedback dress
A ruby ring from a cracker jack box
Shuffling on down that gravel road
Barefooted and chunking rocks

Mamma said look here dumplin'
You'll go far, 'cause you got style
Ain't nothing in this world gonna hold her back
Her pretty Chickasaw county child

Chickasaw county child
Is gonna be ok
Chickasaw county child
You gonna be somebody someday

Leaving the county a week from Monday
Ain't got much to pack
A tin can of black strap sorghum molasses
And her mamma's almanac

Mamma done made her a brand new dress
Made of blue polka dotted silk
Two postcards from California
And a gallon of buttermilk

Chickasaw county child
Is gonna be ok
Chickasaw county child
You gonna be somebody someday

You gonna be somebody someday
You gonna be somebody someday
You gonna be somebody someday
You gonna be somebody someday
You gonna be somebody someday
You gonna be somebody someday
You gonna be somebody someday