[D]
Reuben James, Kenny Rogers
Reuben [D] James, In my [A] song you live [D] again,
And the [G] phrases that I [D] rhyme,
are just the [A] footsteps out of [D] time
From the [G] time when I [D] knew you,
[A] Reuben [D] James
Reuben [D] James
All the [D] folks around Madison [A]
County cussed your [D] name
You’re just a [G] no-account,
share-cropping [D] colored man
Who would [A] steal anything he [D] can
And [G] everybody laid the [D] blame
on [A] Reuben [D] James
[A] [E]
Reuben [G] James, you still walk the
furrowed fields of my [D] mind
The faded [G] shirt, the weathered brow
The calloused [D] hands upon the plow
I loved you [C] then and I love you now,
Reuben [D] James
[D] [E]
Flora [D] Grey, The gossip of Madison
[A] County died with [D] child
And [G] although your skin was [D] black
You were the [A] one that didn’t turn your [D] back
On the [G] hungry white child with [D] no name,
[A] Reuben [D] James
Reuben [D] James
With your [D] mind on my soul
and a [A] Bible in your right [D] hand
You said [G] “turn the other [D] cheek
There’s a [A] better world a-waiting for the [D] meek”
In my [G] mind these words [D] remain
from [A] Reuben [D] James
[CHORUS]
Reuben [E] James, One dark, cloudy day
they [B] brought you from the [E] field
Until your [A] lonely pinebox [E] came,
Just a [B] preacher and me in the [E] rain
Just to [A] sing one last [E] refrain
for [B] Reuben [A] James. [CHORUS]Need Words
