When I was a young lad,
My grandma went to the hospital,
And I had a a dream, a vision,
It was there in that very room,
As she lay,
I held her hand, as she left,
To heavenly fields of cotton,
To play,
Even now shes still there,
Cause I was too affraid,
To go say,
'GOODBEY'
Pirate Love Magic Man
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cotton-field/
