Paroles Cotton Pickin' Time de Blake Shelton

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Textes et Paroles de Cotton Pickin' Time




On a Mississippi morning
My dad yelled out a warning
"Son, you'd better hit that cotton patch real soon"
And on my way down to the field
As I passed old Johnson's mill
I saw Becky Morgan skinny-dippin' nude

Well, I couldn't help but stop and stare
Hypnotized I stood right there
Enchanted by the beauty that I'd seen
Then she gave me a "come in" smile
Nearly drove my body wild
I fell down trying to kick off my jeans

First Chorus:
Well on that cotton pickin' morning
I met up with Becky Morgan
You know that day I didn't get to work on time
And in the days of my December
I know I will remember
Sowin' oats at cotton pickin' time

Well I lost my job that summer
But I guess I had it coming
'Cause pickin' that cotton
Just wasn't on my mind
But you don't need too much money
When you got a Tupelo honey
Keeping you cool in the Mississippi hot sunshine

Second Chorus:
And every cotton pickin' morning
I met up with Becky Morgan
The whole dang summer
I never got to work on time
In the days of my December
I know I will remember
Sowin' oats at cotton pickin' time

We've come a long way since then
Now I own that cotton gin
And I bought that mill just to make her smile
And to keep our love from growing old
We still go down there to that hole
Skinny-dippin' and Becky's just as wild

Third Chorus:
Now every cotton pickin' morning
I wake up with Becky Morgan
To this day I never get to work on time
In the days of our December
I know we'll both remember
Sowin' oats at cotton pickin' time

We were sowin' oats at cotton pickin' time
We were sowin' oats at cotton pickin' time

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