Kate Campbell
a cotton field away
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A child of three reaches out to touch
And only sees pretty powder puffs
Down the road a black child plays
But the dreams he holds lie a cotton field away
The fires burn bright, a window breaks
Another one dies, a momma's heartaches
Behind locked doors a white man prays
And thanks the Lord he lives a cotton field away
If we could see beyond the clouds
We both might be on common ground
We met in school by court's decree
I learned real soon, you were a lot like me
Across the land they say things have changed
But still we stand a cotton field away
Still we stand a cotton field away
Across the land they say things have changed
But still we stand a cotton field away