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THE BOLL WEEVIL (2) The Boll Weevil is a little black bug From Mexico they say Come all the way to Texas Just a lookin'for a place to stay. Chorus: Gonna get yo'home. Gonna get yo'home. ( Repeat after each verse) The Farmer said to the Boll Weevil I see you on the Square. Yes, sir, said the Boll Weevil My whole dam family's there. The Farmer said to the Merchant I want some meat and meal Get outta here, you Son of a Gun Got Boll Weevil in yo' field. The Farmer said to the Finance Man I'd like to make out a note. Go to hell, you rascal you, Gotta Boll Weevil on yo' coat. Farmer said to the Banker, I'd like to cash this check Get outta here you Clodhopper, Gotta Boll Weevil down yo' neck. Boll Weevil said to the Farmer I'll swing right on yo' gate, When I git through with yo' cotton, You'll sell that Cadillac Eight! Boll Weevil said to the Doctor, Better put away your pills, When I git through with the Farmer, Caint pay no Doctor bills! Boll Weevil said to the Preacher, Better close up them church doors When I git through with the Farmer, Caint pay no Preacher no more! Boll Weevil said to the Business Man, Boy, drink that cool lemonade. When I git through with you, boy, Gonna drag you outta that shade! Boll Weevil in yo' field, boy, It's just like shooting dice, Work the whole dam year round, But the cotton won't bring no price: The Boll Weevil knocked on my front door, He said I've come to eat, I'm gonna starve you plumb to death And get the shoes right off yo' feet. From Hard Hitting Songs, Guthrie et al Copyright (would you believe it) by John A. Lomax and Alan Lomax DT #664 Laws I17 @bug @farm filename[ BLLWEEV2 TUNE FILE: BLLWEEV2 CLICK TO PLAY RG |
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