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Willie and Laura Mae Jones were our neighbors a long time backThey lived right down the road from us in a shack, just like our shackWe worked in the fields together, and we learned to count on each otherWhen you live off the land you don't have time to think about another man's color.The cotton was high and the corn was growin' fineBut that was another place and another timeWe'd sit out on the front porch in the evenin' when the sun went downWillie would play and Laura would sing and the chilluns would dance aroundAnd I'd bring over my guitar, we'd play into the nightAnd every now and then Willie would grin and say'Boy you play alright' (and that made me feel so good)The cotton was high and the corn was growin' fineBut that was another place and another timeI remember we'd hitch up the mules when Saturday rolled aroundWe'd always stop by Willie's house and say'Do y'all need anything from town?'He'd say 'No, but why don't cha all stop on your way back homeAnd I'll get Laura Mae to cook us some corn pones (you know, they good)'The cotton was high and the corn was growin' fineBut that was another place and another timeSongtexteThe years rolled past our land, and took back what they'd givenWe all knew we'd have to move if we was gonna make a livin'So we all moved off and we went our separate waysAnd it sure was hard to say goodbye to Willie and Laura Mae (Jones)The cotton was high and the corn was growin' fineBut that was another place and another timeThe years rolled past our door and we heard from them no moreUntil I saw Willie downtown the other dayI said, "Y'all stop by tonight, and we can sit down and eat a biteWe'd love to see your children and Laura MaeHe shook his head real slow, and spoke with eyes so kind"This is another place and another time"The cotton was high and the corn was growin' fineBut that was another place and another time Aus Songtexte Mania