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Cotton From The Clay

from 'Round My Door by Dana and Susan Robinson

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Cotton From The Clay is a meditation on the beauty and ultimate resilience of our farmlands. In drawing attention to it my hope is that we might step back and recognize our landscape as holy and worthy of our stewardship.

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Cotton from the Clay

The grove of trees stood naked in the January morn
A cold north wind blew bitter tossing blackbirds o’er the corn
The Interstate lay empty but for truckers keeping warm
Hammer down emerging from the storm

From Tupelo to Birmingham it’s like a pilgrims walk
I turn on the radio just to hear the Preachers talk
Every time I come down here it takes my breath away
How the cotton rises from the clay

How the cotton rises white and holy in its boll
Spread out like a welcome by the miles I roll
Every time I come down here, it takes my breath away
How the cotton rises from the clay

This kudzu-covered barn lay sleeping like a beast
As if one fell swoop expired it and now it rests in peace
River rises on the floodplain making trouble once again
Mississippi’s reaching for a friend

Bones of Sycamore grow through the tangled brush
Some old farmsteads vanished now underneath the crush
There ain’t nothing here no more but a lonesome hush
There ain’t another earthly word to say

Oh but, how the cotton rises white and holy in its boll
Spread out like a welcome by the miles I roll
Every time I come down here it takes my breath away
How the cotton rises from the clay
How the cotton rises from the clay

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from 'Round My Door, released May 10, 2008

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Dana and Susan Robinson Cabot, Vermont

"From Cabot, Vermont – Americana-roots and folk duo, Dana and Susan Robinson combine vivid, songwriting with fiddle tunes, oldtime banjo, elegant melodies, and rich harmony singing."

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