chanson : Winnsboro Cotton Mill Blues

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 eye
To buy a Coca Cola and a Eskimo pie.

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 I got the blues, I got the blues
 I got the Winnsboro Cotton Mill blues.                
 Lordy, Lordy, spoolin's hard,
 You know and I know, I don't have to tell:
 To work for Tom Watson got to work like hell.
 I got the blues, I got the blues,
 I got the Winnsboro Cotton Mill blues.

2.When I die, don't bury me at all,
Just hang me up on the spoolroom wall,
Place a knotter in my hand,
So I can keep on spoolin' in the promised land.

Chorus

3.When I die, don't bury me deep,
Bury me down on 600 street,
Place a bobbin in each hand,
So I can doff in the promised land.

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