Hey, it's good to see you
Say, tell me how long has it been?
I never thought I'd see you
Back in Butcher Holler again
I hear you're raising high rise buildings
And turning the world around
Me, I'm planting roots here
In this worn out farming ground
I'm raising black-eyed peas and blue-eyed babies
And praying for rainy weather
Got twenty-nine acres of love
And a rock a bye baby
And I got it all together
Don't have no jet airplanes or diamond rings
Just one little band of gold
Black-eyed peas and blue-eyed babies
Satisfy my soul
Sometimes I remember
When I'm out there chopping weeds
High school in September
And dancing you and me
Then a hand up on my shoulder
And a voice that's kind of strong
Wakes me from my daydreams
And takes me back where I belong
Who raising black-eyed peas and blue-eyed babies
And praying for rainy weather
Got twenty-nine acres of love
And a rock a bye baby
And I got it all together
Don't have no jet airplanes or diamond rings
Just one little band of gold
Black-eyed peas and blue-eyed babies
Satisfy my soul