Gonna jump down, spin around, pick a bale of cotton

Gonna jump down, spin around, pick a bale a day

Gonna jump down, spin around, pick a bale of cotton

Gonna jump down, spin around, pick a bale a day

Oh Lordy

Pick a bale of cotton

Oh Lordy

Pick a bale a day

Oh Lordy

Pick a bale of cotton

Oh Lordy

Pick a bale a day



I said me and my buddy gonna pick a bale of cotton

Now me and my buddy gonna pick a bale a day

I said me and my buddy gonna pick a bale of cotton

Now me and my buddy gonna pick a bale a day

Oh Lordy

Pick a bale of cotton

Oh Lordy

Pick a bale a day

Oh Lordy

Pick a bale of cotton

Oh Lordy

Pick a bale a day



On top of old Smokey

All covered with snow

I lost my true lover

By courting so slow

For courting's a pleasure

And parting is grief

And a false-hearted lover

Is worse than a thief

On top of old Smokey

All covered with snow

I lost my true lover

By courting so slow



Well, you wake up in the morning

Hear the ding dong ring

You go marching to the table

See the same old thing

See the fork on the table

Nothing in your pan

If you say a thing about it

You're in trouble with the man



Let the midnight special

Shine a light on me

Let the midnight special

Shine it's everlovin' light on me



If you ever go to Houston

Well you'd better act right

And you'd better not gamble

And you'd better not fight

For the sheriff will arrest you

And he'll take you down

And before you understand it

You are prison bound



Let the midnight special

Shine a light on me

Let the midnight special

Shine it's everlovin' light on me