Gordon Lightfoot - Cotton Jenny Lyrics
Theres a house on a hillBy a worn down weathered old millIn the valley below where the river windsTheres no such thing as bad timesAnd a soft southern flameOh cotton jennys her nameShe wakes me up when the sun goes downAnd the wheels of love go roundWheels of love go roundLove go round, love go roundA joyful soundI aint got a penny for cotton jenny to spendBut then the wheels go roundWhen the new day beginsI go down to the cotton ginAnd I make my time worth while to themThen I climb back up againAnd she waits by the doorOh cotton jenny Im soreAnd she rubs my feet while the sun goes downAnd the wheels of love go roundWheels of love go roundLove go round, love go roundA joyful soundI aint got a penny for cotton jenny to spendBut then the wheels go roundIn the hot, sickly southWhen they say well shut my mouthI can never be free from the cotton grindBut I know I got whats mineShes a soft southern flameOh cotton jennys her nameShe wakes me up when the sun goes downAnd the wheels of love go roundWheels of love go roundLove go round, love go roundA joyful soundI aint got a penny for cotton jenny to spendBut then the wheels go round
