Cotton Songtext
von Nanci Griffith

Oh, my family grew cotton
And cotton was all we knew
Butter came from butter beans
And it all went in the stew
We lived off our victory garden
And the neighbors did so too
Some years the dust was so ruthless
So cotton′s all we grew

When there's no more cane on the Brazos
And the oil is gone in the gulf
When the wells are dry on the flatlands
Cotton′s all we got
Cotton's all we got


In the days before the power lines
When LBJ taught school
He dreamed of a fairer nation
And promised to change the rules
To build a Great Society
And all the folks in the same room
Fighting a war on poverty
And taking us to the moon

When there's no more cane on the Brazos
And the oil is gone in the gulf
When the wells run dry on the flatlands
Cotton′s all we got
Oh, cotton′s all we got

Then the wind will feed the power lines
Where once it was dust that blew
All along the Chisholm Trail
Where cotton's all we knew

When there′s no more cane on the Brazos
And the oil is gone in the gulf
When the wells are dry on the flatlands
Cotton's all we got
Oh, cotton′s all we got
Cotton's all we got