Jeannie C. Riley Cotton Patch Letras:
I was raised in the middle of the cotton belt babe
but I ain't gonna stay I'll lose my shape fast
draggin' cotton sacks and eatin' butter beans ever
day Yeah I'm a sweet young thing I just turned
eighteen and I'm unhookin' the latch Cause I've
got too much class for this cotton patch I've been
readin' magazines on a once-a-week trip to town on
Saturday And I've seen all pretty clothes and had
some rich men and I know that's for me Papa's been
tryin' to pair me up with Willie Bond whose daddy
owns the cotton gin Ha I done checked Willie out
two years ago and Willie knows I'm too much for
him It's Monday mornin' four o'clock got my sack
packed And I'm out here where the freeway runs
Here comes a truck I'm in luck he's goin' straight
through on a Dallas run Yeah I am headin' for big
D and I know that's place for me to really make a
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catch Well finally I'm a gettin' my class out of
this cotton patch I arrived in style aboard that
big semi and I felt mighty high Waltzin' into the
best department store for employment to suit my
style And I was doin' pretty good till some
wisecracker came on the scene He called me a ripe
tomato but he said I sure look green I tried ever
door to ever store in town but my luck had run
down It seemed nobody round Dallas could recognize
the class I'd brought to town And after all day of
looking would you believe the only job I could
land Was in a dog food factory stickin' labels on
dog food cans Dear mama how are you pop and kids
hope you're doin' OK Me I never did find a better
job and all the rich men got away Mama I've been
thinkin' pretty soon you know I'll be nineteen And
I sure learned a lot about class fast mama know
what I mean Mama if you'd ask papa if he'd spare a
few dollars I'd catch the next greyhound comin'
home And I tell you if Willie Bond ain't committed
yet I'd be willin' to give it a try After all it's
been two years...just tell papa...money...
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