Merle Haggard — Cotton Patch Blues

[Verse] Yeah, sitting on this plow daydreaming Thinking of the weeks to come Old cotton patch is hot Can't think of a worse spot to be on a hot summer day Next week I will get my hoe down And hit the field at break of day That will be so sad, my feet will hurt so bad When I chop the cotton all the day [Verse] Old mules been a-balking, they're tired of walking Up and down this cotton rows so straight But they should pull their best 'cause soon they'll get a rest They don't have very long to wait When the picking starts next fall I'll need my cotton sack, that's all My back will nearly break from pulling all that weight When I start to picking cotton next fall [Verse] These old mules been a-balking, they're tired of walking Up and down them cotton rows so straight But they should pull their best 'cause soon they'll get a rest They don't have very long to wait When the picking starts next fall I'll need my cotton sack, that's all My back will nearly break from dragging all that weight When I start to picking cotton next fall [Outro] Oh Lord, yeah, cotton patch blues