(Trad: B. Andersson, B. Ulvaus)
Pick A Bale Of Cotton
Gonna jump down
Spin around
Pick a bale of cotton
Gonna jump down
Spin around
Pick a bale a day
Gonna jump down
Spin around
Pick a bale of cotton
Gonna jump down
Spin around
Pick a bale a day
Oh, Lordy
Pick a bale of cotton
Oh, Lordy
Pick a bale a day
Oh, Lordy
Pick a bale of cotton
Oh, Lordy
Pick a bale a day
I said
Me and my buddy gonna pick a bale of cotton
Now
Me and my buddy gonna pick a bale a day
I said
Me and my buddy gonna pick a bale of cotton
Now
Me and my buddy gonna pick a bale a day
Oh, Lordy
Pick a bale of cotton
Oh, Lordy
Pick a bale a day
Oh, Lordy
Pick a bale of cotton
Oh, Lordy
Pick a bale a day
On Top Of Old Smokey
On top of old Smokey
All covered with snow
I lost my true lover
By courting so slow
For courting's a pleasure
And parting is grief
And a false-hearted lover
Is worse than a thief
On top of old Smokey
All covered with snow
I lost my true lover
By courting so slow
Midnight Special
Well, you wake up in the morning
Hear the ding-dong ring
You go marching to the table
See the same old thing
See the fork on the table
Nothing in your pan
If you sing a thing about it
You're in trouble with the man
Let the midnight special shine a light on me
Let the midnight special shine it's ever loving light on me
If you ever go to Houston
Well, you better act right
And you better not gamble
And you better not fight
For the sheriff will arrest you
Then he'll take you down
And before you understand it
You are prison bound
Let the midnight special
Shine a light on me
Let the midnight special
Shine it's ever loving light on me
On me, on me
©1975 Union Songs AB
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