She

She, she came from the land of the cotton
A land that was nearly forgotten by everyone
And she, she worked and she slaved so hard
A big ol' field was her backyard in the delta sun

Ah, but she sure could sing
Oh, she sure could sing

Then he looked down and he took a little pity
The whole town swore he decided he'd help her some
And he didn't mind if she wasn't very pretty
For deep inside his heart he knew she was the only one

Ah, but she sure could sing
My, my, she sure could sing

She had faith and she had believing
Led all the people together in a-singing
She pray every night to the Lord up above
Hallelujah, oh, hallelujah

They would walk singing songs by the river
Even when she knew for sure she have to go away
And she never knew what her life was to give her
Never had to worry about it for one single day

Ah, but she sure could sing
My, my, but she sure could sing
Oh, she sure could sing



Credits
Writer(s): Gram Parsons, Chris Ethridge
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