The Cotton Patch

Lyrics

[Verse 1] I was raised in the middle of the cotton belt, babe But I ain't gonna stay I'll lose my shape fast dragging cotton sacks And eating butter beans every day Yeah, I'm a sweet young thing, I just turned eighteen And I'm unhooking the latch 'Cause I've got too much class for this cotton patch [Verse 2] I've been reading magazines on a once-a-week trip To town on Saturday And I've seen all pretty clothes and had some rich men And I know that's for me Papa's been trying to pair me up with Willie Bond Whose daddy owns the cotton gin Ha, I done checked Willie out two years ago And Willie knows I'm too much for him [Verse 3] It's Monday morning, four o'clock Got my sack packed and I'm out here where the freeway runs Here comes a truck, I'm in luck He's going straight through on a Dallas run Yeah, I'm heading for big D And I know that's the place for me to really make a catch I'm a gettin' my class out of this cotton patch [Verse 4] I arrived in style aboard that big semi And I felt mighty high Waltzing into the best department store For employment to suit my style And I was doin' pretty good 'Til some wisecracker came on the scene He called me a ripe tomato But he said I sure look green [Verse 5] I tried ever door to ever store in town But my luck had run down It seemed nobody 'round Dallas Could recognize the class I'd brought to town And after all day of looking, would you believe The only job I could land was in a dog food factory Sticking labels on dog food cans [Verse 6] Dear, Mama, how are you, pop and kids? Hope you're doing okay Me, I never did find a better job And all the rich men got away Mama I've been thinking Pretty soon you know I'll be nineteen And I sure learned a lot about class fast Mama, know what I mean? [Outro] Mama, if you'd ask Papa if he'd spare a few dollars I'd catch the next Greyhound coming home And I tell you if Willie Bond ain't committed yet I'd be willin' to give it a try After all it's been two years Just tell papa Money