Текст песни
Cotton,
give
me
a
handful
of
cotton
Take
me
tonight
to
those
fields
of
snowy
white
Along
that
muddy
river
shore
I'm
lonesome
for
cotton
I'd
gladly
pick
all
the
cotton
Just
to
get
back
to
that
old
log
cabin
shack
Among
my
kind
of
folks
once
more
I
guess
the
Lord
was
partial
to
the
Southland
'Cause
he
looked
down
and
said
one
morn
Somebody's
got
to
pick
that
cotton
And
that's
the
reason
I
was
born
Cotton,
my
heart's
all
wrapped
up
in
cotton
Lord,
I
was
wrong,
take
me
back
where
I
belong
I'll
never
leave
the
South
anymore
1 It Don't Mean A Thing
2 I've Got The World On A String
3 My Old Flame
4 Troubled Waters
5 Let's Have a Jubilee
6 Cotton
7 Truckin'
8 Isn't Love The Strangest Thing
9 Oh Babe! Maybe Someday
10 Shoe Shine Boy
11 It Was A Sad Night In Harlem
12 I've Got To Be A Rug Cutter
13 There's A Lull In My Life
14 All God's Chillum Got Rhythm
15 Alabamy Home
16 I'm Checkin' Out, Goo'm Bye
17 Killin' Myself
18 Me And You
19 Chocolate Shake
20 I Got It Bad And That Ain't Good
21 Jump For Joy
22 Rocks In My Bed
23 Hayfoot, Strawfoot
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