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Just another ten brother, two sister, tough, poor, workin', cotton-pickin' country boy
In 1945 another son was born
Two more working hands on Jet 'n Dewdrop's farm
Huntin' dogs & cotton fields & a corn cob for a toy
Just another ten brother, two sister, tough, poor, workin', cotton-pickin' country boy

Now Jet & Dewdrop was shelling peas
And one of the boys had hid in the barn
Just a playful little lad; hidin' from his mom & dad
But that stud in the stable was startled
Now before he could blink or had time the think
That kick quickly silenced his holler
But that boy was so tough; they just sewed it back up
And filled that hole with a silver dollar

Runnin' them rabbit dogs by the time that he turned ten
Kept'em tied up to his plow while he was workin' in the field
And when the work was done; he'd run them dogs some more
Just another ten brother, two sister, tough, poor, workin', cotton-pickin' country boy

Now Jet he was a good ol' fella; and he hardly ever went into town
Sold dogs that he had raised to run; when he wasn't behind the plow
He taught his boys how to live off the land and to show no pity or shame
If you ever had to tangle with any of them boys; you damn sure remember their name

Now the young ones look ahead & the old ones they look back
The middle ones look wore out; bloody hands from a cotton plant
Move that mule on down; down to the next turn row
Just another ten brother, two sister, tough, poor, workin', cotton-pickin' country boy
Just another ten brother, two sister, tough, poor, workin', cotton-pickin' country boy