Pickin' Time Paroles

Paroles de Pickin' Time

(Spoken)I got cotton in the bottom landIt's up and growin' and I got a good standMy good wife and them kids of mineGonna get new shoes, come Pickin' TimeGet new shoes come Pickin' Time.Ev'ry night when I go to bedI thank the Lord that my kids are fedThey live on beans eight days and nineBut I get 'em fat come Pickin' TimeGet 'em fat come come Pickin' Time.The corn is yellow and the beans are highThe sun is hot in the summer skyThe work is hard til layin' byLayin' by til Pickin' TimeLayin' by til Pickin' Time.It's hard to see by the coal-oil lightAnd I turn it off purty early at night'Cause a jug of coal-oil costs a dimeBut I stay up late come Pickin' TimeStay up late come Pickin' Time.My old wagon barely gets me to townI patched the wheels and I watered 'em downKeep her in shape so she'll be fineTo haul my cotton come Pickin' TimeHaul my cotton come Pickin' Time.Last Sunday mornin' when they passed the hatIt was still nearly empty back where I satBut the preacher smiled and said that's fineThe Lord'll wait til Pickin' TimeThe Lord'll wait til Pickin' Time.