Cotton Jenny

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Cotton Jenny, Gordon Lightfoot

There's a house on a hill, By a worn down weathered old mill In the valley below where the river winds There's no such thing as bad times

And a soft southern flame, Oh Cotton Jenny's her name She wakes me up when the sun goes down And the wheels of love go 'round

➢ Wheels of love go 'round, Love go 'round, love go 'round A joyful sound, I ain't got a penny for Cotton Jenny to spend But then the wheels go 'round

When the new day begins, I go down to the cotton gin And I make my time worth while to them Then I climb back up again

And she waits by the door, Oh Cotton Jenny I'm sore And she rubs my feet while the sun goes down And the wheels of love go 'round

In the hot, sickly south, When they say, “Well shut my mouth” I can never be free from the cotton grind. ​​

But I know I got what's mine.​[CHORUS]