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REUBEN JAMES
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(Etris/Harvey)
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Reuben James, in my song you live again
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And the phrases that I rhyme
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Are just the footsteps out of time
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From the time when I knew you Reuben James
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Reuben James all the folks around Madison County
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Cussed your name just a no
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Count share croppin colored man
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Who would steal anything he can
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And they always laid the blame on Reuben James
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Reuben James, you still walk furrowed fields on my mind
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The faded skirt the weathered brow
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The calloused hand up on the plow
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I loved you then and I love you now Reuben James
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Flora James, Reuben James
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Gray, a gossip of Madison County died with child
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And although your skin was black
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It was you that would not turn your back
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On a hungry white child with no name, Reuben James
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Reuben James, with your mind on my soul
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And the bible in your right hand
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You said turn the other cheek
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A better world is a waiting for the meek
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In my head those words remain from Reuben James
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Reuben James one dark cloudy day
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That brought you from the fields
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And to your lonely pine box came
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Just a preacher, me and the rain
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To sing one last refrain for Reuben James
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REUBEN JAMES
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| Scott Walker |
