I thought it was over
I thought it was done
It would never be again
It was lost in the sun
I thought it was done
It would never be again
It was lost in the sun
Cotton prices I thought were gone forever
My sorrow took me to an open field
I looked and kicked among the ruins
There was no life, there was no yield
My sorrow took me to an open field
I looked and kicked among the ruins
There was no life, there was no yield
I sat on the truck to think a bit
But just as I began to mutter
I looked down at my phone
And behold, I saw a flutter
But just as I began to mutter
I looked down at my phone
And behold, I saw a flutter
The market was alive
It was starting to run
It was a prayer coming true
And I knew this would again be fun
The market lives
It breathes
I might once again have an edge
Good thing I brought my phone,
I need to call and hedge
