Charley Pride - Mississippi Cotton Pickin’ Delta Town lyrics

In a Mississippi cotton pickin'
Delta town one
Dusty street to walk up and down
Nothin' much to see but a starvin' hound
In a Mississippi cotton pickin' Delta town

Down in the Delta where I was born all
We raised was cotton potatoes and corn
I've picked cotton till my
Fingers hurt draggin'
The sack through that Delta dirt
And I've worked hard the
Whole week long pickin'
My fingers to the blood and bone
There ain't a lot of money in a cotton
Bale at least when you try to sell
In a Mississippi cotton pickin'

On Saturday nights we'd get dressed up catch
Us a ride on a pickup truck
On a gravel road it nearly string to
Lust that cotton pickin' Delta dust
We'd sit across the street
On the depot porch
Lookin' at the folks lookin' back at us
Munchin' on a dust covered ice cream cone
And wondering how we'd get back home
From a Mississippi cotton pickin'
From a Mississippi cotton pickin'