
pickin' white gold - waylon jennings lyrics
(fred carter)
down in the place where i call home
i’ve been workin’ my fingers to the bone
pickin’ white gold, pickin’ white gold.
all day long in louisiana sun
pickin’ and a pullin’ white cotton by the tons
pickin’ white gold, pickin’ 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 thinkin’ how much i’m gonna make
pickin’ white gold, pickin’ white gold.
— instrumental —
there’s a little girl i call bellie all day
she works alongside of me
pickin’ white gold, pickin’ white gold.
her lips are soft as a cotton in a hand
and side by side we’re makin’ our plans
pickin’ white gold, pickin’ 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
pickin’ white gold, pickin’ white gold
pickin’ white gold, pickin’ white gold…
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