Lyrics Merle Haggard

Merle Haggard

Cotton Patch Blues

Yeah, sittin' on this plow day dreamin' thinkin' of the weeks to come

Ole cotton patch is hot can't think of a worse spot

To be on a hot summer day

Next week I will get my hoe down and hit the field at break of day

That will be so sad my feet will hurt so bad

When I chop the cotton all the day.

Ole mule been a bawkin' they're tired of walkin'

Up and down this cotton row so straight

But they should pull their best cause soon they'll get a rest

They don't have very long to wait.

When the pickin' starts next fall

I'll need my cotton sack that's all

My back will nearly break from pullin' all that weight

When I start to pickin' cotton next fall.

There's them boys Elden, Tiny and Roy

These ole mules been a bawkin' they're tired of walkin'

Up and down this cotton row so straight

But they should pull their best cause soon they'll get a rest

They don't have very long to wait.

When the pickin' starts next fall

I'll need my cotton sack that's all

My back will nearly break from draggin' all that weight

When I start to pickin' cotton next fall.

Oh Lord, yeah, cotton patch blues...