Back of the Bus

You can't find me nowhere

Oh come on over to the front of the bus

Because I'll be riding up there

I'll be riding up there, I'll be riding up there

Come on over to the front of the bus

Because I'll be riding up there

If you miss me on the picket line

You can't find me nowhere

Come on over to the city jail

Because I'll be rooming over there

I'll be rooming over there

I'll be rooming over there oh

Come on over to the city jail

Because I'll be rooming over there

If you miss me at the Mississippi river

You can't find me nowhere

Come on over to the swimming pool

Because I'll be swimming over there

I'll be swimming over there, over there

I'll be swimming right there

Come on over to the swimming pool

Because I'll be swimming over there

If you miss me in the cotton fields

You can't find me nowhere

Come on over to the boating booth

Because I'll be a boating right there

I'll be boating right there, right there

I'll be boating right there

Well come on over to the boating booth

Because I'll be boating right there