Charley Pride - Mississippi Cotton Pickin

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Band name Charley Pride
Song name Mississippi Cotton Pickin
Tab type Guitar tab
Added 05/08/2008
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Date: Friday, May 29, 1998 2:40 PM
Subject: Charlie Pride


Hi,

   I have gotten a lot of help from cowpie and would like to give somthing 
   in return, Charlie Pride was one of the country artists that inspired me 
   when i was younger.

	I didn't find his song mississippi cotton pickin delta town under him 
	but found it in an older book i had si i thought I'd send it in.  I 
	just sent the words because I myself have to transpose most to fit my 
	deep voice.  I alwaus double space leaving room for the cds.  I'm not a 
	lead player mostly rythem so I don't know much about tabs.  hope you 
	can use this.

JB.

 MISSISSIPPI COTTON PICKIN DELTA TOWN            CHARLIE PRIDE


CH.  IN A MISSISSIPPI COTTON PICKIN DELTA TOWN

         ONE DUSTY STREET TO WALK UP AND DOWN.

         NOTHIN MUCH TO DO BUT JUST HANG AROUND,

         IN A MISSIPPI COTTON PICKIN DELTA TOWN.


1.     DOWN IN THE DELTA WHERE I WAS BORN,

        ALL WE RAISED WAS COTTON POTATOES AND CORN,

        I'VE PICKED COTTON TILL MY FINGERS HURT,

        DRAGGIN A SACK THROUGH THE DELTA DIRT.

2.     I'VE WORKED HEARD THE WHOLE WEEK LONG,

        PICKIN MY FINGERS TO THE BLOOD AND BONE,

        AIN'T A LOTTA MONEY IN A COTTON BAIL,

        AT LEAST WHEN YOU TRY TO SELL.

CH.

3.     ON SATURDAY NIGHT WE,D GET DRESSED UP,

        CATCH US A RIDE ON A PICKUP TRUCK.

        ON A GRAVEL ROAD THAT NEARLY STRANGLED US,

        THAT COTTON PICKIN DELTA DUST.

4.     WE'D SIT ACROSS THE STREET ON THE DEPOT PORCH.

         LOOKIN AT THE FOLKS LOOKIN BACK AT US.

         MUNCHIN ON A DUST COVERED ICE CREAM CONE,

        WONDERING HOW WE'D GET BACK HOME.

CH.-

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