Cotton Picking Blues

Lyrics

[Verse 1] The little bee suck the blossom The big bee make the honey I do all the hard work But my boss he takes all the money [Chorus] That's why I've got to leave this country, boy Lord and go to some big town You know I've got to leave this country, boy Lord knows that I've got to put it down [Verse 2] I chop cotton all the summer And pick cotton all the fall Then I jump up on an old tractor And cut stalks just like a dog [Chorus] That's why I've got to leave this country, boy Lord and go to some big town You know I've got to leave this country, boy Lord knows I've got to put it down [Instrumental Break] [Verse 3] I walked up to my boss man And ask him for my pay He said "You ain't got nothin' coming, son." And then he run poor me away [Chorus] That's why I've got to leave this country, boy Lord and go to some big town You know I'vе got to leave this country, boy Lord knows I've got to put it down