Panther Burn Songtext
von Eden Brent

I know a place, called Panther Burn
Sharkey County Highway 61
There′s cotton fields everywhere you turn
Climbing slowly in the sun
Mid July, steaming summer's day
A field-hand stops to check the sky
Looking for some rain
Cool relief from the pain
Of another working day on Panther Burn

Panther Burn flash me back to the place
Where sandy loam is Delta gold
Living with the land, is the nature of the man
Time is just a reason to grow old


October sunrise on Panther Burn
Cotton led confusion all around
Summer′s gone, now it's pickin' time
Gins are hummin′ with the sound
Work′s never done until the crop is in
The cotton market just keeps going down
Dawn to dusk, seed to bale
Saturday night in Hollandale
As we turn our weary backs on Panther Burn

Panther Burn flash me back to the place
Where sandy loam is Delta gold
Living with the land, is the nature of the man
Time is just a reason to grow old

Panther Burn flash me back to the place
Where sandy loam is Delta gold
Living with the land, is the nature of the man
Time is just a reason to grow old

December sunset on Panther Burn
Black earth framed by grey sky
Wild ducks flying in the frozen air
Watering holes are much alive
Child of The River sleeps in loneliness
As winter's desolation claims the land
When the spring time comes around
Drop the seed back into the ground
Life returns to fertile Panther Burn


Panther Burn flash me back to the place
Where sandy loam is Delta gold
Living with the land, is the nature of the man
Time is just a reason to grow old
Whoa

Panther Burn flash me back to the place
Where sandy loam is Delta gold
Living with the land, is the nature of the man
Time, is just a reason
Whoa
To grow old