Reuben James

Reuben James
In my song you live again
And the phrases that I rhyme
Are just the footsteps out of time
From the time when I knew you, Reuben JamesReuben James
All the folks around Madison County cussed your name
You`re just a no-account, sharecropping colored man
Who would steal anything he can
And everybody laid the blame on Reuben JamesReuben James, for you still walk the furrowed field of my mind
Faded shirt, the weathered brow
The calloused hands upon the plow
I loved you then and I love you now, Reuben JamesFlora Grey
The gossip of Madison County died with child
And although your skin was black
You were the one that didn`t turn your back
On the hungry white child with no name, Reuben JamesReuben James
With your mind on my soul and a Bible in your right hand
You said "turn the other cheek
A-there`s a better world a-waiting for the meek"
In my mind these words remain from Reuben JamesReuben James, you still walk the furrowed field of my mind
The faded shirt, the weathered brow
The calloused hands upon the plow
I loved you then and I love you now, Reuben JamesReuben Jame
One dark, cloudy day they brought you from the field
Until your lonely pinebox came
Just a preacher and me in the rain
Just to sing one last refrain for Reuben JamesReuben James, you still walk the furrowed field of my mind
The faded shirt, the weathered brow
The calloused hands upon the plow
I loved you then and I love you now, Reuben JamesReuben James, you still walk the furrowed field of my mind
The faded shirt, the weathered brow
The calloused hands upon the plow
I loved you then and I love you now, Reuben James