One Row at a Time

Journey Home: Merle Haggard's Cotton Road Chronicles
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Lyrics

The southeast Georgia red clay dust is groundin' to my blue jeans

The speaker describes the red clay dust in southeast Georgia sticking to their blue jeans.

A heavy hundred pound cotton sack draggin' along behind

The speaker is pulling a heavy cotton sack weighing a hundred pounds, possibly indicating hard labor.

Wanting to leave this place so bad, I forget how I got here

Expressing a strong desire to leave the current place, with a sense of forgetfulness about how they ended up there.

Workin' my way back home, one row at a time

The speaker is working their way back home, emphasizing the slow progress "one row at a time," suggesting agricultural work.


It's a long old cotton road between here and Waco

Referring to the lengthy journey between the current location and Waco, Texas, using a metaphorical "cotton road."

Then, three days a-thumbin' through that California line

Describing hitchhiking ("thumbin'") through California, indicating a challenging and uncertain journey.

And two more days of pickin' to that house, just south of Fresno

Additional days of hard work ("pickin'") to reach a house near Fresno, California.

Workin' my way back home, one row at a time

Reiterating the theme of working gradually to return home, emphasizing patience and persistence.


Mississippi delta mud is caked in layers on my brogans

Mentioning mud from the Mississippi Delta on the speaker's shoes ("brogans"), indicating another region visited during the journey.

Sunshine on snow white cotton, nearly makes me blind

Contrasting the dirtiness of mud with the image of clean, white cotton in the sunshine, possibly symbolizing the goal or reward.

I can almost see 'em now, a home folk runnin' out to meet me

Imagining the speaker's family eagerly awaiting their return as they visualize them running out to greet them.

Workin' my way back home, one row at a time

Continuing the theme of working towards home, emphasizing progress "one row at a time."


It's a long, old cotton road between here and Waco

Repeating the idea of a long journey on a cotton road between the current location and Waco.

Then, three days a-thumbin' through that California line, Lord, Lord

Reiterating the challenging journey through California, emphasizing the passage of time ("Lord, Lord").

Two more days of pickin' to that house, just south of Fresno

Adding more days of labor in California before reaching the intended destination south of Fresno.

Workin' my way back home, one row at a time

Restating the commitment to working steadily towards returning home "one row at a time."

Workin' my way back home, one row at a time

Repeating the line to emphasize the persistent effort of working towards home.

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