High Cotton [G] - Alabama
Verse 1:
[G] We didn't know the times were lean
[C] Around our home the grass was green
It [G] didn't seem like things were all that [D7] bad
I [G] bet we walked a thousand miles
[C] Chopping cotton and pushing plows
[G] And learning how to [D7] give it all we [G] had
Verse 2:
[G] As life went on and years went by
[C] I saw the light in daddy's eyes
[G] And felt the love in mama's [D7] hands
[G] They kept us warm and kept us fed
[C] Taught us how to look [G] ahead
Now looking [D7] back I [G] understand
|Chorus:
|[G] We Were Walking in High Cotton
|Old times [C] there are not forgotten
|Those [G] fertile fields are never [D7] far away
|[G] We were walking in high cotton
|Old times [C] there are not forgotten
|Leaving [G] home was the hardest [D7] thing we ever [G] faced
Verse 3:
[G] When Sunday morning rolled around
[C] We dressed up in hand-me downs
Just in [G] time together with the [D7] church
[G] Sometimes I think how long it's been
[C] And how it impressed me then
It [G] was the only day my [D7] daddy wouldn't [G] work
|Chorus:
|[G] We Were Walking in High Cotton
|Old times [C] there are not forgotten
|Those [G] fertile fields are never [D7] far away
|[G] We were walking in high cotton
|Old times [C] there are not forgotten
|Leaving [G] home was the hardest [D7] thing we ever [G] faced
Verse 1
G We didn't know the times were lean
C Around our home the grass was green
It G didn't seem like things were all that D7 bad
I G bet we walked a thousand miles
C Chopping cotton and pushing plows
G And learning how to D7 give it all we G had
Verse 2
G As life went on and years went by
C I saw the light in daddy's eyes
G And felt the love in mama's D7 hands
G They kept us warm and kept us fed
C Taught us how to look G ahead
Now looking D7 back I G understand
Chorus
G We Were Walking in High Cotton
Old times C there are not forgotten
Those G fertile fields are never D7 far away
G We were walking in high cotton
Old times C there are not forgotten
Leaving G home was the hardest D7 thing we ever G faced
Verse 3
G When Sunday morning rolled around
C We dressed up in hand-me downs
Just in G time together with the D7 church
G Sometimes I think how long it's been
C And how it impressed me then
It G was the only day my D7 daddy wouldn't G work
Chorus
G We Were Walking in High Cotton
Old times C there are not forgotten
Those G fertile fields are never D7 far away
G We were walking in high cotton
Old times C there are not forgotten
Leaving G home was the hardest D7 thing we ever G faced