Lot of Soul

I never was great at pickin' cotton

But Lord I always carried all my rows

There were those who could pick it clean or better

But didn't I pick my cotton with a lot of soul.

I'd go hmm with feeling

I'd go hmm with soul

I'd say hmm with meaning

Yeah, I sang my songs of life with a lot of soul.

I never was great at words so fancy

Oh but my woman knew I loved her so

There were those who could give her more and better

But didn't I loved that woman with a lot of soul.

I'd go hmm with feeling

I'd go hmm with soul

I'd go hmm with meaning

But Lord, I love that woman with a lot of soul.

When I leave this life I'll be forgotten

Cause I never made big tracks upon its roads

Things I've done will never last forever

But didn't I do it all with a lot of soul.

I'd go hmm with feeling

I'd go hmm with soul...