Textile Factory

Lyrics

[Intro] I'd like to tell you 'bout my home town But it's awfully hard to explain to a stranger It's been a year since I went down To the place where I was born and raised, sir [Chorus] I gotta make it rich, I'm getting tired of digging ditches back on the farm I got a girl I wanna marry and I know that she loves me Yes, I'm ready for work, I got my shirtsleeves rolled up around my arms I got a chance to make it rich in a textile factory [Verse 1] Well, my papa was a poor man but always did the best he could And he whipped my behind whenever I wasn't good There were six of us children in my family And not a single one of us has ever learned how to read [Bridge] Well, I'm really not complaining, my parents were the best you could have Well, I love my mama and I really respected my dad [Verse 2] Well, let me tell you that every Sunday morning we would dress in our Sunday clothes And we would listen to a sermon from the preacher about our good Lord Well, the preacher said, "Child, be thankful for the food you eat" But my tastes are getting bigger, I think I'll be traveling East [Chorus] You know, I gotta make it rich, I'm getting tired of digging ditches back on the farm I got a girl I wanna marry and I know that she loves me Yes, I'm ready for work, I got my sleeves rolled up around my arms I got a chance to make it rich in a textile factory [Bridge] Well, now listen here, brother, if you think you've got it bad Mmm well, what do you think about the life I've had? [Verse 3] Well, my father said to me, "Son, you know you've got to earn your keep" So I've been working from sunup to sundown since I was thirteen Well, my father said, "Boy, be thankful got a place to sleep" But I've been sleeping awful restless and I think I'll be moving East [Chorus] You know, I gotta make it rich, I'm getting tired of digging ditches back on the farm I got a girl I wanna marry and I know that she loves me Yes, I'm ready for work, I got my sleeves rolled up around my arms I got a chance to make it rich in a textile factory You know I gotta make it rich, I'm getting tired of digging ditches back on the farm I got a girl I wanna marry and I know that she loves me Yes, I'm ready for work, I got my sleeves rolled up around my arms I got a chance to make it rich in a textile factory You know I gotta make it rich, I'm getting tired of digging ditches back on the farm...