Pick a lot o'cotton, drag a long sackComin' across the field, well, I see Boss JackHe's a ridin' straddle of a single foot roanWhen you know that horse, you'll leave him alone The ole roan's got green in his eyesMean as the devil and twice as wiseA fire in his nose and a bow in his backCan't nobody ride him but Boss Jack Come on children, bend your backWork a little faster, fill your sackThen you hitch up the wagon, take it to the ginFinish pickin' before the winter sets in Now here while back, when the crop was laid byRemember who took us on a big fish fry?Caught a heap of catfish, goggle eye and carpDashed and sang to the guitar and the harp Well, someday old Boss Jack is gonna set us all freeGabriel gonna blow for you and meAngels gonna bring that chariot from above floppin'Their wings like a turtle dove, come on children
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