Delta Dirt (Album Version)

Delta Dirt (Album Version) - Larry Gatlin

Written by：L. Gatlin

I wandered far away

From the place

Where I was born and raised

I suffered through the Oklahoma dry lands

And through New York city's cold

And rainy days

And a these dried up bones mine a powerful thirsty

Just once again to feel them Mississippi rains

Lord I got that delta dirt Lord

I got that black land delta dirt down in my veins

In my veins

In my veins added in my veins added

In my veins

I'm goin' home this mornin'

If I have to walk run or fly

I promised me as sure as I was standin'

That I'm never ever gonna say goodbye

'Cause this heart of mine keeps tellin' me I'm crazy

Keep on wearin' the city's ball and chain

When I got that delta dirt Lord

Got that black land delta dirt

Down in my veins Lord

New York city is mighty pretty

If you don't mind what you say

But I'd take a hundred acres of black land dirt

Over detroit New York and l a

I'm goin' home to delta mama

'Cause she's got everything

Gonna cure my aches and pains

And I got that delta dirt Lord

I got that black land delta dirt down in my

Veins

I got it in my veins

In my veins

I got it in my veins

Got it in my veins

Got it and a in my veins