Songtext von Pick A Bale Of Cotton / On Top Of Old Smokey / Midnight Special

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 courtin's a pleasure and parting is brief 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 mornin' Hear the ding-dong ring You go marchin' 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 its 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 its everlovin' light on me