George Jones - Where Grass Wont Grow

where grass won’t grow

D G D
the dirt was clay an’ was the color of the blood in me .
G A
a twelve acre farm on a ridge in south tennessee .
Bm A
we left our sweat all over that land ,
G D
behind a mule we watched grow old , row after row .
G A D
trying to grow corn an’ cotton on ground so poor that grass won’t grow .

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there was one old store in the holler we all called town .
it belonged to a gentle old man named henry brown .
he gave us credit in the winter time ,
so we could live through the cold , when the winds brought snow .
trying to grow corn an’ cotton on ground so poor that grass won’t grow .

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the one i loved walked through those fields with me .
a hard workin’ woman , true as one could be .
but then one year , death was goin’ round ,
and swiftly took it’s toll . janie had to go .
now she lies asleep under ground so poor that grass won’t grow .

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as i stand here looking over this part of tennessee ,
the fields are bare as far as the eye can see .
and over the ground where janie lies ,
there’s a beautiful sight to behold and no one knows ,
why there’s flowers growin’ on ground so poor that grass won’t grow . . .