Tami Neilson Sister Cash
Hey Sister Cash, what was it like?
What was it like growin' up, everyone knowin' your name?
I don't know much about bein' famous
It was red dirt that gave us
The cotton we were pickin' from dawn 'til dust each day
On the red dirt
Where you got down on your knees to pray
Hey Sister Cash, what was it like?
Knowin' and lovin that man in black so well?
The same Mom and Daddy raised us
The same red blood saved us
Both from the big, bad, fiery pit of hell
On the red dirt
It was red blood
That saved you from the pit of hell
Hey Sister Cash, what is it like?
Being married to a shoutin', screamin' preacher man?
You know I'm as proud as I'll get out
It's the read words of Jesus that he shouts
And we sing and we clap and we lead 'em all to glory land
On the red dirt
It was red blood
And the read words
That'll lead us all to glory land
On the red dirt
It was red blood
And the read words
That'll lead us all to glory land
Yeehaw