Dixie Lyrics
Daddy hoes the cotton like I do
Daddy picked the cotton by hand
He used to come home hot and dirty
Told me how he hated black land
Told me how he hated black land
One day he just walked away
Walked down the road
Kicking up dust
Right in the middle of the day
Walked down the road kicking up dust
Left me and momma that way
Somebody help me sing hallelujah
Somebody help me sing hey hoe hard
Somebody help me sing that’s enough cotton
Somebody help me sing praise the lord
You see, Momma cleaned house for the white folk
Man our house was a mess
But we had food
We had shoes
Had it better than most I guess
She had sister back in 40
When she married a man named Teal
The high blood took her back in 53
She’s buried on the side of the hill
With the coloreds on the side of the hill
You see back then that was the deal
Somebody help me sing hallelujah
Somebody help me sing hey hoe hard
Somebody help me sing that’s enough cotton
Somebody help me sing praise the lord
I’ve got rows of cotton in the morning
I’ve got rows of cotton till night
I walk these rows with a hoe in my hand
Hoe for the rest of my life
I’ll hoe for the rest of my life
I’ll hoe for the rest of my life
Daddy hoes the cotton like I do
Daddy picked the cotton by hand
He used to come home hot and dirty
He told me how he hated black land
He used to come home hot and dirty
He told me how he hated black land
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