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Dusty Delta Memories

This song is by Porter Wagoner and appears on the album The Best I've Ever Been (2000).

It was seven in the morning
And already it was eighty-five degrees
Mama said she bet that it would reach a hundred
Cause there wasn't any breeze
Papa had a cotton sack headed for a field
We did not own little brother was crying
Cause papa said we had to come along
Old shep came off the front porch his bristles
Raised and ready for a fight mama told some bill collector
Better stay outside the gate that dog'll bite i
Remember us all laughing as he drove away old
Shep just laid back down it was a dusty July morning
In a Mississippi delta cotton town
Dusty delta memories cotton fields
Blowing on my mind dusty delta memories
Them bring on teardrops take me back home
Kind now I pick those days like roses every time
A July morning comes along and my memeory
Takes a shortcut right back down that gravel
Road I walked upon when I'm falling short of happiness
I always turn the tables of my mind to the corner of a cotton field
And a weather beaten shack of rough cut pine


Written by:

Damon Black

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