A boll of cotton lies along the road near a railroad track after falling off of a truck which has been hauling some of the harvest.  3,500 acres of cotton line the long, lonely dusty roads surrounding the Hopson plantation which was once harvested with hundreds of mules and their handlers while they sang work songs. The blues sprouted up on this hallowed ground, out of the pain of those who worked the land in Clarksdale, Mississippi.