Willie and Laura Mae Jones Clarence Carter

Willie and Laura Mae Jones
Were our neighbors a long time back
They lived right down the road from us
In a shack just like our shack
We worked in the fields together
And we learned to count on each other
When you live off the land
You don't have the time to think about another man's color

They sit out on the front porch
In the evening when the sun went down
Willie would play and Laura would sing
And the children would dance around
I'd bring 'em out my guitar
And we'd play into the night
And every now and then, ol' Willie would grin and say
"Boy, you play all right"
Ha, ha, ha

The cotton was high and the corn was growing fine
But that was another place and another time
Yeah, the cotton was high and the corn was growing fine
Aha, but that was another place and another time

I remember when Willie would hitch the mules up
When Sandy rolled around
We'd always stop by Willie's house and say
"Hey, y'all want something from town?"
He'd say no, but why don't y'all stop back on your way home
I'll get Laura Mae to cook up some corn bone
They good, y'all