ain?t real clear Is that you there? He said yeah, I was 11 Times were tough back in '35 That?s me and uncle Joe just tryin? to survive A cotton farm
back lay on bed cause this time to make the dream, the scheme, it's not for sale the come on race of rats and chasing tail cause i'm a monday killer
the garbage and scare people by slithering around in the subways and on the streets. Bunny bunny wanted a rat tail, not a bushy cotton tail. Bunny bunny
the bushland and the kangaroo Greedy men with water rights to neutralise the land When's it gonna stop I just don't understand. With cotton in their
at the canvas of life And not through the peephole of mortality Single minded mentality, gettin' over on loopholes Gettin' paid two-fold on technicalities Clickin' your heels, scared to bust how you feel Pack the steel Pickin' cotton
behind you - there's a stranger out to find you What to do? Just grab onto some Duck Tales, oo-oo! Not pony tails or cotton tails but Duck Tales, oo
If I were King of the Forest, Not queen, not duke, not prince. My regal robes of the forest, would be satin, not cotton, not chintz. I'd command each
Lion If I were King of the Forest, Not queen, not duke, not prince. My regal robes of the forest, would be satin, not cotton, not chintz. I'd command
Musta been a hunnert of 'em beatin' on a drum And then they stepped so high and they made the bugles ring We hid behind our cotton bales and didn't say
hominy grits An' shortnin' bread Alligator ribs and pig tails Some black eyed peas Hot chilies Some watermelon hominy grits An' shortnin' bread, alligator ribs Piggy tails
truck Pulled my pick-up over the hill Down the slide gravel through the cat-tails Give me those swamp river days again Sat down in the shade of a cotton
you've got a grip Reality sneaks off, it gives you the slip As if you ever knew what it was taking you down the line Tearing through the cotton fields
WRITERS FERLIN HUSKY, EATON Well, I bought me a donkey, about four foot tall To plough my cotton in the early fall He's runnin' around, it was an awful
Some sexy dreams To chew on these bubbles Here I go dive away Watch me dive away Hey porpoise head Oh porpoise head I set sail with a tickle in my tail
his head and looked my way The words they slowly came Play Dixie for me, Billy I'll hold my head up proud Sing about them fields of cotton Sing it for
' shortnin' bread Alligator ribs Some pig tails haa Some black eyed peas Long hot chili ha Some watermelon Hominy grits Shortnin' bread Alligator ribs Pig tails
my every blow i kick you, beat you, bite you: you just shrug it off with one more "i know" your love's like glue, you're driving me insane cotton-