Another good song with a similar tone is "Never Picked Cotton" by Bobby George and Charles William, (Ed note: Someone get those folks a last name, stat) and I learned it from Johnny Cash:
Well I never picked cotton
Like my mother did
And my brother did
And my sister did
And my daddy died young
Working in a coal mine
When I was just a baby
Too little for the cotton sack
I played in the dirt
While the others worked
'Til they couldn't straighten up their backs
And I made myself a promise
When I was old enough to run
That I'd never stay
A single day
In that Oklahoma sun
And I never picked cotton
Like my mother did
And my brother did
And my sister did
And my daddy died young
Working in a coal mine
Folks said I grew up early
And the farm couldn't hold me then
So I stole ten bucks
And a pickup truck
And never went back again.
It was fast cars and whiskey
Long legged girls and fun
I had everything
That money could bring
And I took it all with a gun
And I never picked cotton
Like my mother did
And my brother did
And my sister did
And my daddy died young
Working in a coal mine
It was Saturday night in Memphis
When a redneck grabbed my shirt
He said "Go back
To your cotton sack"
I left him lying in the dirt
And they'll take me in the morning
To those gallows just outside
And in the time that I've got
There ain't a hell of a lot
That I can look back on with pride
But I never picked cotton
Like my mother did
And my brother did
And my sister did
And my daddy died young
Working in a coal mine
--
-Pasha
One of the two times that I've been drunk enoughconvinced to sing karaoke it was an obscure Johnny Cash tune.