Ruben James
In my song you'll live again
And the phrases that I write
You're just a footstep out of time
From the time when I knew you
Ruben James
Ruben James
All the folks around Madison County
Cussed you just a no-cat *
Proper colored man
Steals anything you can
And everybody laid the blame
On Ruben James
Ruben James
You still walk the furrowed fields
Of my mind
The faded shirt, the weathered brow
The color stands upon the plow
I love you then and I love you now
Ruben James
For a grave
All the gossip of Madison County
Died with a child
Oh, your skin was black
You're the one who turned his child
With no name
Ruben James
Ruben James
Put a bottle in your right hand
You said turn the other cheek
There's a better way
And these words remain
For Ruben James
Ruben James
You still walk the furrowed fields
Of my mind
The faded shirt, the weathered brow
The color stands upon the plow
I love you then and I love you now
Ruben James
Ruben James
One dark cloudy day
They bought you from the field
Into your lonely pine box cave
Just to preach you me in the rain
Just to sing one last refrain
For Ruben James
Ruben James
Ruben James
You still walk the furrowed fields
Of my mind
The faded shirt, the weathered brow
The color stands upon the plow
I love you then and I love you now
Ruben James
Ruben James
You still walk the furrowed fields
Of my mind
The faded shirt, the weathered brow
The color stands upon the plow
The color stands upon the plow
I love you then and I love you now
Ruben James









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