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Waylon Jennings

Pickin' White Gold

 

Pickin' White Gold

(앨범: Cedartown, Georgia - 1971)


Down in the place where I call home
I've been working my fingers to the bone
Picking white gold, picking white gold.

All day long in Louisiana sun
Picking and a pulling white cotton by the tons
Picking white gold, picking white gold.

I fill my sack and I put it on my shoulder
And then I take one again
OId man cotton won't let me make a nickel
Till I get it to a cotton gin.

So I bent my back till I think it's gonna break
Try to keep a thinking how much I'm gonna make
Picking white gold, picking white gold.

[Instrumental]

There's a little girl I call Bellie all day
She works alongside of me
Picking white gold, picking white gold.

Her lips are soft as a cotton in a hand
And side by side we're making our plans
Picking white gold, picking white gold.

There's a little house with a little solid ground
That would make a mighty pretty home
All we need is little money down
And we could call it our home.

I can't rest till I get through
I need the money for what it can do
Picking white gold, picking white gold
Picking white gold, picking white gold...

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