Brown dirt, stickin` to my fingers
Brown dirt, clingin` to my feet
Brown dirt, Mississippi bottom land
Pickin` that cotton for the man down the street
Brown dirt, raisin` his vegetables
Brown dirt, growin` his grass
Brown dirt, walkin` down the pathway
Pickin` that cotton now I hope it is my last
Brown dirt, somebody told me, be the last place you lay
Brown dirt, cover my body
I`ll soon be the cotton that`s grown another day
Brown dirt wet, you`re sinkin`
Brown dirt dry, you dust
Brown dirt, I`ve been thinkin`
We`ll all come to you and we won`t be the first
Brown dirt, somebody told me, be the last place you lay
Cover my body
I`ll soon be the cotton that`s grown another day
If a stick moves, it`s a snake
If a water is still, it`s a lake
If you harm yourself, you know it hurts
Final destination, brown dirt
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