Henry Keb' Mo'

Remember if you can
When cotton was picked by hand
Down in Dixy under southern sky
Working from sun to sun

Remember if you will
Lightening from a whiskey still
The blues and the breese
The sweet magnolia trees
A little church house upon the hill

Chourus

And I can hear the Delta calling
From the light of a distant star
I can see my future and i can feel my past
When Henry plays his steel guitar

Ohhh oh yea

Won't you take be back in time
And free me from this crime
Well I have no shame and I have no blame
Its time for us to be moving on

Chours