"Cotton Fire" lyrics

"Cotton Fire"

They pray all day to the good lord that they make it one more year
Hands in the dirt, blood on the shirt, too dry to shed their tears
Cotton don't grow that easy in place that sheds no rain
It's hard enough gettin' by without the governments constraints

Burn cotton fire
Burn module burn
Them suits are gonna get the light that they've been needin' all their life
So burn, burn, cotton fire

A silhouette, a sunset, a man pushed too far
Stands in the best crop yet, money heavy on the heart
Supplies are bought at retail, while the man buys wholesale
Makes no sense at all, but reality is hell

Burn cotton fire
Burn module burn
Them suits are gonna get the light that they've been needin' all their life
So burn, burn, cotton fire

100 years of plowin' while the family roots run deep
A farmer grows back taller when you cut em at the knees
We all need the south plains like our lungs need the air
But their runnin' out of water and God damn windmills everywhere

Burn cotton fire
Burn module burn
Them suits are gonna get the light that they've been needin' all their life
So burn, burn, cotton fire


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