Eric  Ramsey

Lyrics

Sharecropper

I am an old sharecropper, money have I none
But I am rich in rattlesnakes, callouses and sun

I am an old sharecropper, I dig because I must
I eat my dirt for breakfast, for supper I eat dust

I am an old sharecropper the seasons never fail
Winter brings me blizzards, Summer brings me hail

My wife was a sharecropper, we met in July
September we were married, children by and by
Two children by and by

Fever took the firstborn, starvation took the last
T'was grief that took my sweetheart, my love was no repast
Love proved a poor repast

I am an old sharecropper, I work hard every day
Except for Sunday morning when I kneel down to pray
I pray for my lost children, I pray for my lost wife
I pray for all the others who live this kind of life

I am an old sharecropper, only time will tell
If I go to heaven or if I stay in hell
If I stay in hell, boys, if I stay in hell
Wave to me from heaven if I stay in hell

I am an old sharecropper, money have I none
But I am rich in rattlesnakes, callouses and sun