Cotton-Eye Joe

Lyrics
Where do you come from, Cotton-Eye Joe? They burned your house down, a long time ago Hid in a cane brake, all night long Ran away North land, to sing your song And you never quit grieving, wishing you were home again Missing the campgrounds, and the sweet, sweet singing Ain't a-getting younger, Cotton-Eye Joe Feet still dancing, when the music slows North land, north land, gets so cold Times get hard when the bones get old And you never quit grieving, wishing you were home again Missing the campground, and the sweet, sweet singing Missing the river you could catch your dinnеr in All day Sunday, feeling like a rescued sinnеr Singing the old songs, singing the old songs Didn't you find out, a long time ago Jesus loves his Cotton-Eye Joe Sittin' in a rocker, sleepy eyed Chariots comin' bye and bye And you never quit grieving, wishing you were home again Missing the campground, and the sweet, sweet singing Ah, missing the river you could catch your dinner in All day Sunday, feeling like a rescued sinner Singing the old songs, singing the old songs And didn't you find out, long time ago Jesus loves his Cotton-Eye Joe Sittin' in a rocker, sleepy eyed Chariots comin' bye and bye You never quit grieving, wishing you were home again Missing the campground, and the sweet, sweet singing...
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Credits
- Writers
- Tom Paxton