Ruben James-Kenny Rogers

Reuben James In my song you live again And the phrases that I rhyme Are just the footsteps out of time From the time when I knew you, Reuben James Reuben James All the folks around Madison County cussed your name You`re just a no-account, sharecropping colored man Who would steal anything he can And everybody laid the blame on Reuben James Reuben James, for you still walk the furrowed field of my mind Faded shirt, the weathered brow The calloused hands upon the plow I loved you then and I love you now, Reuben James Flora Grey The gossip of Madison County died with child And although your skin was black You were the one that didn`t turn your back On the hungry white child with no name, Reuben James Reuben James With your mind on my soul and a Bible in your right hand You said "turn the other cheek A-there`s a better world a-waiting for the meek" In my mind these words remain from Reuben James Reuben James, you still walk the furrowed field of my mind The faded shirt, the weathered brow The calloused hands upon the plow I loved you then and I love you now, Reuben James Reuben Jame One dark, cloudy day they brought you from the field Until your lonely pinebox came Just a preacher and me in the rain Just to sing one last refrain for Reuben James Reuben James, you still walk the furrowed field of my mind The faded shirt, the weathered brow The calloused hands upon the plow I loved you then and I love you now, Reuben James Reuben James, you still walk the furrowed field of my mind The faded shirt, the weathered brow The calloused hands upon the plow I loved you then and I love you now, Reuben James