A true story of part of my life. On the back of a cottonsack in Arkansas before I was a year old with my mama pickin' cotton in it. Definitely country before it was cool.
Lyrics
Back To Country
When I was but a baby
About a year or so
My mom picked cotton in a sack
And on it me she’d tow
My folks were migrant workers
Each summer on our way
We lived hard but happy
Country music lit our way
It was on the AM radio
With singers by the score
We listened to Hank Sr.
Charley Pride and many more
If you can’t hear my southern drawl
In that I had no part ---------------------------- {Chorus
But country’s in my attitude
It’s deep within my heart
I ain’t gone as Alan put it
I got lost along the way
But now I’m back to country
And you can bet I’ll stay
While I was still a youngun’
A child of only five
My dad got hit by cancer
And fought to stay alive
We moved up north by family
I never did fit in
My accent they made fun of
This fight I couldn’t win
If you can’t hear my southern drawl
In that I had no part---------------------------- {Chorus
But country’s in my attitude
It’s deep within my heart
I ain’t gone as Alan put it
I got lost along the way
But now I’m back to country
And you can bet I’ll stay
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I left my roots in country
Took years to get ‘em back
I went through rock and disco
But missed that cotton sack
If you can’t hear my southern drawl
In that I had no part ------------------------- {Chorus
But country’s in my attitude
It’s deep within my heart
I ain’t gone as Alan put it
I got lost along the way
But now I’m back to country
And you can bet I’ll stay
But now I’m back to country
And you can bet I’ll stay
Copyright 2003 John W. Selleck/Paul Street
Keep doing what you are doing John. Gave a slightly lower rating for the bottom 3 only because I thought it could have been more agressive. But that is just ones opinion.
Doug
Keep doing what you are doing John. Gave a slightly lower rating for the bottom 3 only because I thought it could have been more agressive. But that is just ones opinion. Doug