Sharecropper's Son
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We moved here from Summers when I was fourteen
Work was poor ground for bacon and beans
The landlord told me that the hard times were near
Didn't mean a thing 'cause we're already here
Daylight 'til dark, my work's never done
Lord, have mercy on a sharecropper's son
Well, Mama's got the fever and the baby's sick too
Papa's downtown just soakin' that brew
He's just out of prison, says he ain't goin' back
Ain't a bloodhound in Georgia that can follow his track
Daylight 'til dark, my work's never done
Lord, have mercy on a sharecropper's son
Our crops are all wilted, no rain day or night
Preacher's here for dinner and we ain't got a bite
Eleven in the family, ten daughters and a son
Mama's just told us there'd be another one
Daylight 'til dark, my work's never done
Lord, have mercy on a sharecropper's son