Cotton Picker's Song, The

Jump down turn around pick a bale of cotton gotta jump down turn around pick a bale a day
Jump down turn around pick a bale of cotton gotta jump down turn around pick a bale a day

Jump down turn around pick a bale of cotton gotta jump down turn around pick a bale a day
Jump down turn around pick a bale of cotton gotta jump down turn around pick a bale a day

　　　　We planted this cotton early　　With the first winds of may
　　　　We gotta keep the cotton balls from falling　　Can't wait another day

Jump down turn around pick a bale of cotton gotta jump down turn around pick a bale a day
Jump down turn around pick a bale of cotton gotta jump down turn around pick a bale a day

　　　　The way that we plant cotton　　The good lord scatter seeds
　　　　Pick those balls before they all go rotten　　Or they'll die among the weese

Jump down turn around pick a bale of cotton gotta jump down turn around pick a bale a day
Jump down turn around pick a bale of cotton gotta jump down turn around pick a bale a day

　　　　The lord will do his reaping　　On the last day of time
　　　　If you ain't picked from all the seeds he's planted　　He'll be leaving you behind

Jump down turn around pick a bale of cotton gotta jump down turn around pick a bale a day
Jump down turn around pick a bale of cotton gotta jump down turn around pick a bale a day

Jump down turn around pick a bale of cotton gotta jump down turn around pick a bale a day
Jump down turn around pick a bale of cotton gotta jump down turn around pick a bale a day