Dolly Parton - Where The Gra** Won't Grow lyrics

Writer Earl Montgomery Copyright 1968 (with George Jones, Dolly Parton and Emmylou Harris) The dirt was clay and was the color of the blood in me A twelve acre farm on a ridge is southern Tennessee We left that sweat all over that land behind a mule we watched grow old Row after row trying to grow corn and cotton on ground so poor that gra** won't Grow There was one old store in the hollow we all called town It belonged to a gentle old man named Henry Brown He gave us credit in the wintertime so we could live through the cold when the Wind brought snow Trying to grow corn and cotton on ground so poor that gra** won't grow The one I loved walked through those fields with me She was a hard working woman true as one could be But then one year d**h was going 'round and swiftly took it's toll Janie had to go Now she lies asleep under ground so poor that gra** won't grow As I stand here looking over this part of Tennessee The fields are bare as far as the eye can see And over the grave where Janie lies there's a beautiful sight to behold And no one knows why there's flowers blooming on ground so poor that gra** Won't grow