Winnsboro Cotton Mill Blues

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Traditional

1. Old man Sargent sitting at the desk,
   The damned old fool won't give us no rest.
   He'd take the nickels off a dead man's eyes,
   To buy a bottle o' Coca-cola and an Eskimo Pie.
   I've got the blues,
   I've got the blues,
   I've got the Winnsboro Cotton Mill blues,
   Lordy, lordy, spoolin's hard,
   You know and I know, I don't have to tell:
   Work for Tom Watson, got to work like hell.
   I've got the blues,
   I've got the blues,
   I've got the Winnsboro Cotton Mill blues,
   
2. When I die, don't bury me at all,
   Just hang me up on the factory wall.
   Place a bobbin in my hand,
   So I can working in the Promised Land.
   I've got the blues,
   I've got the blues,
   I've got the Winnsboro Cotton Mill blues,
   Lordy, lordy, spoolin's hard,
   You know and I know, I don't have to tell:
   Work for Tom Watson, got to work like hell.
   I've got the blues,
   I've got the blues,
   I've got the Winnsboro Cotton Mill blues,
   
3. When I die, don't bury me deep,
   Bury me down on 600 Street,
   Place a bobbin in each hand,
   So I can dolph in the Promised Land,
   I've got the blues,
   I've got the blues,
   I've got the Winnsboro Cotton Mill blues,
   Lordy, lordy, spoolin's hard,
   You know and I know, I don't have to tell:
   Work for Tom Watson, got to work like hell.
   I've got the blues,
   I've got the blues,
   I've got the Winnsboro Cotton Mill blues,