Way out there in the cotton
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Sun beatin' down so hard
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Sweat rollin' of this shovel
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Diggin' in the devil's boneyard
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Sure like a cool drink of water
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Soft rag to soothe my face
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Sure like a woman to talk to in this place
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It's a hundred and ten
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Hundred and ten in the shade
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Goin' way down
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Mama won't you carry me
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Handle so hot I can't stand it
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Might shrivel up and blow away
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Noonday sun make you crazy
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Least, that's what the old men say
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Bottom land hard as a gravestone
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Couldn't cut it with an axe
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Gonna lay me down right here
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And that's a fact
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It's a hundred and ten
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Hundred and ten in the shade
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Goin' way down
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Mama won't you carry me
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Sometimes late in the evenin'
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Everything is quiet and still
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I set here and think about leavin'
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Lord, I guess I never will
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Heartache down in that city
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Bright light scares me anyway
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Sure like a woman to talk in this place
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It's a hundred and ten
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Hundred and ten in the shade
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Goin' way down
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Mama won't you carry me
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A 110 In The Shades
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| John Fogerty |
