Cotton Patch Blues Songtext
von Lightnin’ Hopkins

Thanks a lot, sirs and gentlemen, this little, ooh-wee, yeah

They can turn me on, can′t they?
But this a little song that I want each and every one of y'all to know
That on Monday morning, you know, you gotta go to work
I heard a guy singing a little of the parts of it this evening
Kinda got a little next to me because I figured that
He was tryin′ to realize what he's talkin' about
But he didn′t just bring it in there exactly like it is
You know, you can stay out sometime on Friday
Nights, Saturday nights and Sunday evenings
But Monday morning is that work day

That′s "Cotton Patch Blues" that I'm fixin′ to sing you
And I want you to listen plumb up to it
Because I'm gonna actually tell you about it

"Cotton Patch Blues"


It′s to be listened
It's kinda hard, but it′s true
This what I told 'em when I was gettin' ready to go home
′Cause I got to pick cotton tomorrow
And Monday morning, you know, wouldn′t be too long

Gettin' late on a Sunday evenin′
Poor Lightnin' gotta go lie down and take his rest
Woah, it′s gettin' late on a Sunday evenin′
Poor Lightnin' gotta go lie down and take his rest
You know I got to pick cotton in the mornin', that′s Monday mornin′
You know it ain't gon′ be nothin' but a solid mess
And I ain′t jivin'

Now hear that cotton-pickin′ comin' up now
Woah, you know
I don't weigh but ninety pounds
Hundred pounds is too much load for me to pull, haha
Listen good to what I tell you, children
I don′t weigh but ninety pounds
Hundred pounds too much load for me to pull
Every time I straighten up in the field
They say, "Stoop down, Lightnin′
Go ahead on, boy, and get you a sackful"


You know, a long time ago
Them thing happened to poor Lightnin'
My uncle daddy, he was even mean
That′s the reason the world like it is today
Them old folks started it
But I'm gon′ tell you what he was doin'
Whiles I was pickin′ my little old
I'm mad up until right now

My daddy was a sack shaker
Boy, but he kept his eyes straight down the row
My daddy was a sack shaker
Yeah, but he kept his eyes straight down the row
He said, "Lightnin', that′s a good weighin′ up
Please go get me some more"
Talkin' ′bout cotton

Yes, I stood up in the field
Looked all around, tryin' to find me some shade
Now this is what′s bad
Stood straight up in the field
Looked all around, tryin' to find me some shade
Dear old mother was sittin′ there with a pencil
Fillin' up all that the family had made

Yes, the little that we made, you know what my daddy said
"Boy, you know that's a cryin′ shame"
Whoa, the little that we made
My daddy said that′s a cryin' shame
Then he′d take all the little fragments that was left over
Go lose it in a gamblin' game

See, I didn′t know what a nickel was 'til I got one from mama

Yeah
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