Willie And Laura Mae Jones

作词:Tony Joe White

作曲:佚名

所属专辑:Patches

歌词

@migu music@

Were our neighbours a long time back

They lived right down the road from us

In a shack just like our shack

We worked in the fields together

And we learned to count on each other

When you live off the land

You don't have the time to think about another mans colour

The cotton was high and the corn was growing fine

But that was another place and another time

The cotton was high and the corn was growing fine yes it was

But that was another place and another time

Sit out on the front porch

In the evening when the sun went down

Willie would play and the kids would sing

And everybody would mess around

Daddyd bring out his guitar

And play on through the night

Every now and then ol willie would grin and say

Hey you play all right

Made me feel so good

I remember willie would hitch the mules up

When sandy rolled around

We all would stop by willies house and say

Do yall need anything from town

Hed say no but why don't yall stop on the way back home

And I'll get laura mae yeah to cook up some corn bone

And you know that's good

The cotton was high and the corn was growing fine yes it was

But that was another place and another time

The cotton was high and the corn was growing fine yes it was

But that was another place and another time

Oh the years rolled past the land

And took back what theyd given

We all knew we had to move

If I was gonna make a living

So we all moved off

And went about our separate ways

It sure was hard to say goodbye

To willie and laura mae

Jones y'all

The cotton was high and the corn was growing fine yes it was

But that was another place and another time

The cotton was high and the corn was growing fine yes it was

But that was another place and another time

The years roll passed our door and we heard from them no more

'til I saw willie down town the other day

I said y'all stop by tonight we can sit down and eat a bite

We'd love to see your children and laura mae

He shook real stoic

And spoke with his eyes so kind

He said this was another place and another time

The cotton was high and the corn was growing fine yes it was

But that was another place and another time

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