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Reuben JamesReuben JamesIn my song you live againAnd the phrases that I rhymeAre just the footsteps out of timeFrom the time when I knew youReuben JamesReuben James, all the folks around Madison CountyCussed your name You`re just a no-account, sharecropping colored manWho`d steal anything he canAnd everybody laid the blame on Reuben JamesReuben James, for you still walk the furthest field of my mindFaded shirt, your weathered browYour caloused hands upon the plowI loved you then and I love you now, Reuben JamesFlora Grey, the gossip of Madison County died with childAnd although your skin was blackYou were the one that didn`t turn your backOn the hungry white child with no name Reuben JamesReuben James, with your mind on the soulAnd a bottle in your right handSongtexteYou said turn the other cheekFor there`s a better world awaiting for the meekIn my mind these words remain from Reuben JamesReuben James one dark cloudy day they brought you from the fieldUntil your lonely pinebox came or Unto your lonely pinebox cameJust a preacher of me in the rainJust to sing one last refrain for Reuben James Aus Songtexte Mania