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Reuben James in my song you'll live again
And the phrases that I rhyme
Are just footsteps out of time
From the time when I knew you, Reuben James

Reuben James all the folks around Madison County cussed your name
Just a no count share croppin' colored man
Who'd steal anything that he can
And they always laid the blame on, Reuben James

Reuben James, you still walk the furrowed fields of my mind
The faded shirt, the wrinkled brow
The calloused hand upon the plow
I loved you then and I love you now, Reuben James

Flora Gray, the gossip of Madison County died with the child
And although your skin was black
You were the one who didn't turn your back
On a hungry white child with no name, Reuben James

Reuben James with your mind on my soul and Bible in your right hand
You said turn the other cheek
There's a better land waitin' for the meek
In my mind these words remain from Reuben James

Reuben James, you still walk the furrowed fields of my mind
The faded shirt, the wrinkled brow
The calloused hand upon the plow
I loved you then and I love you now, Reuben James

Reuben James, one cold dark day, they brought you from the fields
And to your lonely pine box came
Just a preacher, me and the rain
To sing one last refrain for Reuben James

Reuben James, you still walk the furrowed fields of my mind
The faded shirt, the wrinkled brow
The calloused hand upon the plow
I loved you then and I love you now, Reuben James