I remember lazy afternoons on the Delta Farm
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An old black man named Cotton Dan played his blues guitar
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He was blind in one eye and his hair was white as chalk
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But Lord he could make that guitar talk
Well, Cotton used to tell me 'bout the old days in the fields
Singing songs of glory with that boss man on the hills
when the work was over, at the dying of the day
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He would sing his ol' blues away
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He would sing his blues his heart would never mend
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Close his eyes shook his head, sing it again
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Sing the blues and I would clap my hands
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I always knew I had a friend in Cotton Dan.
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Well, Cotton died last winter with that guitar by his bed
I was way up north when I got the news that he was dead.
Cotton, I've been wishing you were here with me today
So we could sing our ole blues away.
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Glory glory halelujah
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Glory glory halelujah
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Glory glory halelujah
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He would sing his ole blues away
[Thanks to Annie Rodgers for corrections]
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