It was the third of June. Another sleepy, dusty Delta day. I was out choppin' cotton. And my brother was balin' hay. . At dinner time we stopped. Walked back to the house to eat.
I remember it all very well lookin' back. . It was the summer I turned eighteen. We lived in a one room, rundown shack. On the outskirts of New Orleans.
It was the third of June, another sleepy, dusty Delta day. I was out choppin' cotton and my brother was balin' hay. And at dinner time we stopped and walked back to the house to eat.
It was the third of June, another sleepy dusty Delta day. I was out choppin' cotton and my brother was bailin' hay. And at dinner time we stopped and walked back to the house to eat.
It was the third of June. Another sleepy, dusty Delta day. I was out choppin' cotton. And my brother was balin' hay. . And at dinner time we stopped. And walked back to the house to eat.
Papa won't you let me go to town with you. Papa I'm feeling so down and blue. You just gotta come around, please do. Papa won't you let me go to town with you.
It was the third of June, another sleepy, dusty Delta day. I was out choppin' cotton, and my brother was balin' hay. And at dinner time we stopped and walked back to the house to eat.
Pray tell, Jessye' Lisabeth. Tell me why you're weeping. Pray tell, Jessye' Lisabeth. When you should be sleeping. What secret are you keeping. Jessye' Lisabeth, pray tell.
You. You. Came into my life. It was sunshine everywhere. You were outta sight. Just standing, shining there. Shining there. Shining there. All my days were bright.