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Cotton - Nanci Griffith

Oh my family grew cotton and cotton

Was all we knew

Butter came from butter beans and it all

Went in a stew

We lived off our victory garden and the

Neighbors did so too

Some years the dust was so ruthless this

Cotton was all we grew

When there's no more cane on the grasses

And the oil is gone in the gulf

When the wells are dry on the flatlands

Cotton's all we got cotton's all we got

In the days before the power lines

When L B J taught school

We dreamed of a fairer nation and

Promised to change the rules

To build a great society and all the folks

In the same room

Fighting a war on poverty and taking us to the moon

When there's no more cane on the grasses

And the oil is gone in the gulf

When the wells run dry on the flatlands

Cotton's all we got oh cotton's all we got

Then the wind will feed the power lines

Where once it was dust that blew

All along the Chisholm Trail where

Cotton's all we knew

When there's no more cane on the grasses

And the oil is gone in the gulf

When the wells are dry on the flatlands

Cotton's all we got oh cotton's all we got

Cotton's all we got