Chatham County Line - Crop Comes In lyrics

Sweet Marie I can hardly wait There's gas in the tank tonight's our fate Let us not part sore by the porches light Lets go out together into the night She said her friend Peter had a steady wage A home for two, numbers on the page Well I thought for a while and that's when she spoke The words as they started I thought a joke ...she said... Come see me when the crop comes in When the water's high, you can afford to spend I'm high on the cotton and my dress is fine I'd spend it all - if you could be mine I'm not the kid of woman that's bound to lose So don't come around with your poor boy blues Well she was sore from the moment she picked up A plastic fork and a paper cup But she laughed at the jokes and she sure could smile Something cheap as love should last a while ...she said... Does a diamond really talk that loud Does just love not make you proud? When you've got all you can use Don't bore me with your rich girl blues Well Sweet Marie I could hardly wait Back when I thought you were my fate A diamond told you to walk that aisle Even though you could have been my style Come see me when the crop comes in When the water's high, you can afford to spend I'm high on the cotton and my dress is fine ... I wouldn't spend it all - if you could be mine