Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Willie And Laura Mae Jones, artist - Bettye Swann. Album song Bettye Swann, in the genre Фанк
Date of issue: 31.12.2003
Record label: Honest Jons
Song language: English
Willie And Laura Mae Jones |
Willie and Laura Mae Jones |
Were our neighbors as 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 time to think |
About another man’s color |
The cotton was high |
And the corn was growing fine |
But that was another place and another time |
We sit out on the front porch |
In the evening when the sun went down |
Willie would play and Laura would sing |
And the children would dance around |
And I’d bring over my guitar |
And we’d play into the night |
And every now and then |
Willie would grin and say |
«Boy, you play all right» |
And that made me feel so good |
Lord the cotton was high |
And the corn was growing fine |
But that was another place and another time |
I remember we’d hitch up the mules |
When Saturday rolled around |
We’d always stop by Willie’s house and say |
«Do y’all need anything from town?» |
He’d say, «No, but why don’t y’all |
Stop on your way back home? |
And I’ll get Laura Mae |
To cook up some corn pone» |
You know they’re good |
Lord the cotton was high |
And the corn was growing fine |
But that was another place and another time |
The years rolled past our land |
They took back what they’d given |
And we all knew we’d have to move |
If we was gonna make a living |
So we all moved off |
And we went our separate ways |
And it sure was hard to say goodbye |
To Willie and Laura Mae Jones |
The cotton was high |
And the corn was growing fine, yes it was |
But that was another place and another time |
The years rolled past our door |
And we heard from them no more |
Till I saw Willie down town the other day |
I said, «Y'all stop by tonight |
And we can sit down and eat a bite |
We’d love to see your children and Laura Mae» |
He shook his head real slow |
And spoke with his eyes so kind |
«This is another place and another time» |
Lord the cotton was high |
And the corn was growing fine |
But that was another place and another time |
Lord, Lord the cotton was high |
And the corn was growing fine |
But that was another place and another time |
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord |
The cotton was high |
And the corn was growing fine |
But that was another place and another time |