Chorus: D#7 I never picked cotton G# D#7 G# D#7 like my mother did and my brother did G# D#7 and my sister did G# and my daddy died young D#7 in a coal mine E When I was just a baby too little for the cotton sack I played in the dirt while the others worked til they couldnʼt straighten their backs F and I made my self a promise when I was old enough to run that Iʼd never stay a single day in that Oaklahoma sun And I... Chorus. E Folks said that I grew up early and the farm couldnʼt hold me then so I stole ten bucks and a pick up truck and I never went back again F and it was fast cars and wiskey long legged girls and fun I had everything that money could bring and I took it all with a gun And I... Chorus. E It was Saturday night in Memphis when a redneck grabbed my shirt and he said go back to your cotton sack I left him lyin in the dirt F and theyʼll take me in the morning to the gallows just outside and in the time Iʼve got their aint a hell of a lot I can look back on with pride But I... Chorus. x2
