Well I got cotton in the bottom land
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It's up and growin' and I got a good stand
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My good wife and them kids of mine
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Gonna get new shoes come pickin' time
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(Get new shoes come pickin' time)
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Every night when I go to bed
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I thank the Lord that my kids are fed
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They live on beans eight days of nine
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But I get 'em fat come pickin' time
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(Got 'em fat come pickin' time)
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Corn is yeller and the beans are high
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That sun's hot in the lazy ol' sky
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The work is hard till layin' by
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Layin' by till pickin' time
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(Layin' by till pickin' time)
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Well it's hard to see by the coaloil light
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And I turn it off pretty early every night
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Cause a jug of coaloil costs a dime
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But I'll stay up late come pickin' time
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(stay up late come pickin' time)
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Yes my ol' wagon barely gets me to town
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I patched the wheels I watered 'em down
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Keep her in shape so she'll be fine
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To haul my cotton come pickin' time
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(Haul my cotton come pickin' time)
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Last Sunday morning when they passed the hat
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It was still nearly empty back where I sat
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But the preacher smiled and he said that's fine
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(The Lord's gonna wait till pickin' time)
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Yes the Lord's gonna wait till pickin' time
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Pickin' Time
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| Faron Young |
