Dan

©2018 Melvin Rasmussen / 5050songs Inc (ASCAP)
Release Date: Mar 12, 2018
Produced by Demo My Song®

At the end of a dusty dirt road
A farmhouse stands
Empty and all alone
It’s in the middle of a 100 acre farm
Where they raised cotton and corn
The corn would be stored
In an old wooden shed
Later that winter
It would ground and fed
As picking season came around
Migrant workers
Came into town
There was a black man
His name was Dan
An old black man
Willing to lend a helping hand
He was more like family
Than just a friend
You see
People weren’t so racist
Way back then

As he picked he would talk and laugh
And tell stories about the past
His little sister would often hitch a ride

On the pick sack
He pulled by his side
Last I heard he was old and gray
I’m sure by now
He’s passed away

The old house is weathered and old
Two years the farm was sold
All that happened in that life
Was told to me by his little sister
Who is now my wife