B.T. Cotton Songtext
von Elizabeth Shepherd

Turn around man, don′t be caught in a corner -
he's got a plan that will keep you safe.
It′s just what you need, it's the seed of a promise;
heaven's closer with a crop that pays.
Don′t sell the farm just to keep your little acre;
the future′s brighter than the height of day!
Just give him one season to show what you've been missing -
no other way but forward.


Too good to last ...

More than one summer, you gave all he asked you -
no way to bargain with the devil′s rate.
Rain mixed with blood as the soil kept on drying,
'til it hit you like the noontime rays:
better off dead than a broke man owing -
drink the hope from the cup he made (go on, go on).
Liquid poison kept your cotton from growing,
coats your throat, now it′s over ...

Too good to last ...