Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sharecropper's Son, artist - Larry Sparks
Date of issue: 18.04.2005
Song language: English
Sharecropper's Son |
We moved here from somewhere when I was fourteen |
Worked this poor ground for bacon and beans |
Landlord told me, hard times is near |
Didn’t mean a thing 'cause they’re already here |
Daylight till dark my work’s never done |
Lord have mercy on this sharecropper’s son |
Mama’s got the fever and the baby’s sick too |
Papa’s uptown soakin' up that brew |
Just out of prison, says he ain’t going back |
Ain’t a bloodhound in Georgia that can follow his tracks |
Daylight till dark my work’s never done |
Lord have mercy on this sharecropper’s son |
Mama’s got the fever and the baby’s sick too |
Papa’s uptown soakin' up that brew |
Just out of prison, says he ain’t going back |
Ain’t a bloodhound in Georgia that can follow his tracks |
We bought a new mule, brought him up from down south |
He’ll kick the chew of tobacco right out of your mouth |
Water in the well nearly out of sight |
Can’t take a bath on a Saturday night |
Daylight till dark my work’s never done |
Lord have mercy on this sharecropper’s son |
Mama’s got the fever and the baby’s sick too |
Papa’s uptown soakin' up that brew |
Just out of prison, says he ain’t going back |
Ain’t a bloodhound in Georgia that can follow his tracks |
Our crops are all wilted, no rain day or night |
Preacher’s here for dinner, we ain’t got a bite |
Eleven in the family, ten Daughters and a son |
Mama just told us there’d be another one |