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On the day you rattled up the line
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To work my familys land
Mama caught us smilin
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And she took me by the hand
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And she said what your young heart
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See's in him I'll never understand
Cause its a sorry life to live
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Lovin' a share croppin' man
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Why his back is nearly broken
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By the time his day is through
And his dirty hands are empty
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When he brings 'em home to you
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So dont come runnin back here
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When his soil turns to sand
Its a sorry life to live
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Lovin' a share croppin man
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On a cold November evenin'
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Cross the bitter plains we ran
Far from that old shotgun
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In our copper weddin' bands
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And you whispered life without you girl
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Is more then I can stand
But its a sorry life to live
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Lovin' a share croppin' man
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My back is nearly broken
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By the time my day is through
And my dirty hands are empty
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When I bring them home to you
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So remember that I warned you
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When our soil turns to sand
Its a sorry life to live
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Lovin' a share croppin' man
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On our youngest daughters finger
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Sits a simple copper band
The boy we worked last summers
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Gone and asked her for her hand
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And she said watchin you and Daddy
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Through the years I understand
That I want to live my life
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Lovin' a share croppin' man
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Well he'd sooner break his back
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Then break a promise made to you
And his empty hands are dirty
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But his heart is pure and true
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And the good Lord guides his steady plow
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Through soil or through sand
The sweetest life to lives
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Lovin' a share croppin man
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And the good Lord guides his steady plow
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Through soil or through sand
The sweetest life to lives
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Lovin' a share croppin man