Where Cotton Is King The Panhandlers

[Verse 1]
Coffee black before the sun
A whole lot of work that's gotta get down
Put 'em in the ground and hope the hill don't come
Right now, it don't look like much
Just lonely rows and mounds of dust
But sleeping underneath is a seed of boom or bust

[Chorus]
So I tend the fields, I dig the ditch
I'm a sand fightin' son of a bitch
Serving out my sentence on the plains
Where cotton is king

[Verse 2]
Mother Nature, she's the queen
She'll grant your wish, haunt your dreams
Brought the boll weevil, stripped us clean
Bank put a lean on the family land
But I ain't scared of a company man
I'm taking it back, I'm making my stand

[Chorus]
So I tend the fields, I dig the ditch
I'm a sand fightin' son of a bitch
All I've got to lose is everything
Where cotton is king
Where cotton is king