Текст песни Cabin In The Cotton - Cab Calloway
There's
a
cabin
in
the
southland
Where
I
long
to
go,
Little
cabin
in
the
cotton,
Where
the
cotton
grows.
There's
a
cabin
in
the
cotton,
Far
away
but
not
forgotten,
And
in
every
recollection,
That's
where
my
affection
strays.
I
got
a
feeling
so
sentimental
And
I
see
a
smile
so
gentle,
When
I
think
of
old
Virginnie
And
my
pickaninny
days.
We
took
the
good
and
we
took
the
evil,
Laughter
and
song
and
the
old
boll
weevil,
Time
has
gone
by,
now
here
am
I,
Wishing
that
I
only
knew:
How
to
wake
up
in
the
morning
In
the
cabin
I
was
born
in,
Little
cabin
in
the
cotton
I
have
not
forgotten
you.

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