Kate Campbell Visions Of Plenty
I live south of Memphis in downtown Hollywood
And these fields are all I’ve ever known
Season after season I have worked to find a way
To buy a piece of land to call my own
Sometimes when that Delta sun comes beating down
Well I swear those rows of cotton shine like gold
Visions of plenty
Roll across my mind
Still my hands are empty
And the system’s going dry
I keep thinking 'bout my children
What’s left down here for them
Just a cotton field of dreams (just a billboard full of
dreams)
And everybody’s dreaming
Everybody’s dreaming
Dreaming just like me
A sign went up for Harrah’s on Highway 61
Promising we’d all be winners soon
So every Friday evening I go and spin the wheel
Sometimes I win, most times I lose
These lights are so much brighter than I thought they’d
be
And they make me think I’ll see my dreams come true
