(Parlé:)
N.C. I got cotton in the bottom land
It's up and growin' and I got a good stand
My good wife and them kids of mine
Gonna get new shoes come Pickin' Time ...
Get new shoes come Pickin' Time.
Ev'ry night when I go to bed
I thank the Lord that my kids are fed
They live on beans eight days and nine ...
But I get 'em fat come Pickin' Time
Get 'em fat come come Pickin' Time.
T he corn is yellow an d the beans are high
The sun is hot in the su mmer sky
The work is hard til layin ' by ...
Layin' by til Pickin' Ti me
L ayin' by til Pickin' Ti me.
I t's hard to see by t he coal-oil light
And I turn it off purty early at night
'Cause a jug of coal-oil c osts a dime ...
But I stay up late come Pickin' Time
S tay up late come Pickin ' Time.
M y old wagon barely g ets me to town
I patched the wheels and I watered 'em down
Keep her in shape so she'l l be fine ...
To haul my cotton come P ickin' Time
H aul my cotton come Pick in' Time.
(Parlé:)
L ast Sunday mornin' w hen they passed the hat
It was still nearly empt y back where I sat
But the preacher smiled an d said that's fine ...
The Lord'll wait til Pic kin' Time
T he Lord'll wait til Pic kin' Time.