Reuben James
In my song you'll live again
And the phrases that I rhyme
Are just footsteps out of time
From the time when I knew you
Reuben James
Reuben James
All the folks around Madison County cussed your name
Just a no account sharecropping colored man
Who would steal anything that he can
And they always laid the blame on Reuben James
Reuben James
You still walk the furrowed fields of my mind
The faded shirt
The wrinkled brow
The calloused hands upon the plow
I loved you then
And I love you now
Reuben James
Flora Gray
The gossip of Madison County died with the child
And although your skin was black
You were the one
Who didn't turn your back
On a hungry white child with no name
Reuben James
Reuben James
With your mind on my soul
And Bible in your right hand
You said, "Turn the other cheek
There's a better land waiting for the meek"
In my mind these words remain
From Reuben James
Reuben James
You still walk the furrowed fields of my mind
The faded shirt
The wrinkled brow
The calloused hands upon the plow
I loved you then
And I love you now
Reuben James
Reuben James
One cold dark day
They brought you from the field
And to your lonely pine box came
Just a preacher, me and the rain
To sing one last refrain
For Reuben James
Reuben James
You still walk the furrowed fields of my mind
The faded shirt
The wrinkled brow
The calloused hands upon the plow
I loved you then
And I love you now
Reuben James