About the song
**Alabama** is a name synonymous with Southern rock, a genre that blends elements of country music, blues, and rock and roll. The band’s music has resonated with audiences for decades, thanks to their ability to craft heartfelt songs that capture the essence of the American South. One such classic is **”High Cotton”**, a track that showcases Alabama’s signature sound and storytelling prowess.
Released in 1982 as the title track of their ninth studio album, **”High Cotton”** quickly became a fan favorite and a radio staple. The song’s catchy melody and relatable lyrics about the joys and challenges of rural life struck a chord with listeners across the country. Alabama’s harmonies, combined with their skillful musicianship, create a rich and textured sound that perfectly complements the song’s themes.
**”High Cotton”** is a nostalgic ode to simpler times, when life revolved around farming and community. The lyrics paint a vivid picture of a bygone era, filled with hard work, camaraderie, and a deep connection to the land. The song’s title, **”High Cotton”**, refers to a type of cotton that produces the highest quality fibers. It’s a metaphor for the aspirations and dreams of the people portrayed in the song.
Alabama’s ability to tell stories through their music is on full display in **”High Cotton”**. The band’s lyrics are both poignant and evocative, capturing the beauty and the struggles of rural life. The song’s bridge features a powerful moment of reflection, as the narrator contemplates the changes that have taken place in their hometown.
**”High Cotton”** is more than just a catchy tune; it’s a testament to Alabama’s enduring legacy. The song’s enduring popularity is a testament to its timeless appeal and the band’s ability to connect with audiences on a deep emotional level. Whether you’re a longtime fan or new to Alabama’s music, **”High Cotton”** is a must-listen that will transport you to the heart of the American South.
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We didn’t know the times were lean,
Round our house the grass was green,
It didn’t seem like things were all that bad,
I bet we walked a thousand miles,
Choppin’ cotton and pusing plows,
And learnin’ how to give it all we had.
As Life went on and years went by,
I saw the light in daddy’s eye,
And felt the love in mamma’s hands,
They kept us warm and kept us fed,
Taught us how to look ahead,
Now lookin’ back I understand.
We were walkin’ in high cotton,
Old times there are not forgotten,
Those fertile fields are never far away,
We were walkin’ in high cotton,
Old time there are not forgotten,
Leavin’ home was the hardest thing we ever faced.
When Sunday mornings rolled around,
We dressed up hand-me-downs,
Just in time to gather with the church,
Some times I think how long It’s been,
And how it impressed me then,
It was the only day my daddy wouldn’t work.
We were walkin’ in high cotton,
Old times there are not forgotten,
Those fertile fields are never far away,
We were walkin’ in high cotton,
Old time there are not forgotten,
Leavin’ home was the hardest thing we ever faced.
We were walkin’ in high cotton,
Old times there are not forgotten,
Those fertile fields are never far away,
We were walkin’ in high cotton,
Old time there are not forgotten,
Leavin’ home was the hardest thing we ever faced.
We were walkin’ in high cotton,
Old times there are not forgotten,
Those fertile fields are never far away,
We were walkin’ in high cotton,
Old time there are not forgotten,
Leavin’ home was the hardest thing we ever faced.
Walkin’ in High Cotton