Luyện nghe bài hát Reuben James

James,
In my you live again,
And the that I rhyme
Are just the footsteps out of
From the when I knew you, Reuben James.

James,
All the around Madison County cussed your name,
a no count share croppin' colored man
Who would anything he can,
And laid the blame on Reuben James.

James,
you still walk the fields of my mind.
The shirt, the weathered brow
The calloused hands upon the
I loved you then and I you now, Reuben James.

Flora Gray, the gossip of Madison County with child
And although your was black,
You were the one that didn't your back
On the hungry white child no name, Reuben James.

Reuben James, with your on my soul
And the bible in right hand.
You said turn the cheek,
There's a better world awaiting for the
In my mind these words from Reuben James

James,
You still walk the fields of my mind
The shirt, the weathered brow
The calloused hands the plough
I loved you then and I you now, Reuben James

James,
One dark cloudy day that brought you from the
And to your lonely pine box
Just a preacher, me and the
Just to sing one last for Reuben James.

James,
You still walk the furrowed of my mind.
The shirt, the weathered brow,
The hands upon the plough,
I loved you and I love you now, Reuben James.

James,
You still the furrowed fields of my mind.
The shirt, the weathered brow
The calloused upon the plough,
I loved you then and I you now, Reuben James.

Reuben James, you still the furrowed fields of my mind
The faded shirt, the brow
The calloused hands upon the
I loved you and I love you now, Reuben James.