WILLIE AND LAURA MAE JONES (Tony Joe White) « © '71 Combine Music, BMI » Willie and Laura Mae Jones were our neighbours a long time back They lived down the road from us in a shack just like our shack We worked the fields together learned to count on each other When you live off the land you ain't got time to think of another man's color The cotton was high and the corn was growing fine That was another place and another time Sit out on the front porch every evening when the sun went down Willie would play and Laura would sing and them younguns'd dance around I'd bring out my guitar and we'd play on through the night Every now and then ol' Willie would grin and say boy you play all right The cotton was high... The years rolled past our land and took back what they'd given We all knew we'd had to move if we were gonna make a livin' So we all moved off and went about our separate ways It sure was hard to say goodbye to Willie and Laura Mae The cotton was high... The years rolled past our doors and we heard of them no more When I saw Willie downtown the other day Said y'all stop right by now we could all sit down and eat by Sure love to see your children and Laura Mae Shook his head real slow and his eyes were kind This is another place and another time The cotton was high...