Willy And The Poorboys

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When i was a little bitty baby
My mama would rock me in the cradle,
In them old cotton fields back home;

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It was down in louisiana,
Just about a mile from texarkana,
In them old cotton fields back home.

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Oh, when them cotton bolls get rotten
You can't pick very much cotton,
In them old cotton fields back home.

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Some folks are born made to wave the flag,
Ooh, they're red, white and blue.
And when the band plays "hail to the chief",
Ooh, they point the cannon at you, lord,

It ain't me, it ain't me, i ain't no senator's son, son.
It ain't me, it ain't me; i ain't no fortunate one, no,

Yeah!
Some folks are born silver spoon in hand,
Lord, don't they help themselves, oh.
But when the taxman comes to the door,
Lord, the house looks like a rummage sale, yes,

It ain't me, it ain't me, i ain't no millionaire's son, no.
It ain't me, it ain't me; i ain't no fortunate one, no.

Some folks inherit star spangled eyes,
Ooh, they send you down to war, lord,
And when you ask them, "how much should we give?"
Ooh, they only answer more! more! more! yoh,

It ain't me, it ain't me, i ain't no military son, son.
It ain't me, it ain't me; i ain't no fortunate one, one.

It ain't me, it ain't me, i ain't no fortunate one, no no no,
It ain't me, it ain't me, i ain't no fortunate son, no no no,

Oh, it came out of the sky, landed just a little south of moline.
Jody fell out of his tractor, couldn't b'lieve what he seen.
Laid on the ground and shook, fearin' for his life.
Then he ran all the way to town screamin' "it came out of the sky."

Well, a crowd gathered 'round and a scientist said it was marsh gas.
Spiro came and made a speech about raising the mars tax.
The vatican said, "woe, the lord has come".
Hollywood rushed out an epic film.
And ronnie the popular said it was a communist plot.

Oh, the newspapers came and made jody a national hero.
Walter and eric said they'd put him on a network t.v. show.
The white house said, "put the thing in the blue room".
The vatican said, "no, it belongs to rome."
And jody said, "it's mine and you can have it for seventeen million."

Oh, it came out of the sky, landed just a little south of moline.
Jody fell out of his tractor, couldn't b'lieve what he seen.
Laid on the ground a shakin', fearin' for his life.
Then he ran all the way to town screamin' "it came out of the sky."
Oh!

Well, you wake up in the mornin', you hear the work bell ring,
And they march you to the table to see the same old thing.
Ain't no food upon the table, and no pork up in the pan.
But you better not complain, boy, you get in trouble with the man.

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Let the midnight special shine a light on me,
Let the midnight special shine a light on me,
Let the midnight special shine a light on me,
Let the midnight special shine a everlovin' light on me.

Yonder come miss rosie, how in the world did you know?
By the way she wears her apron, and the clothes she wore.
Umbrella on her shoulder, piece of paper in her hand;
She come to see the gov'nor, she wants to free her man.

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If you're ever in houston, well, you better do the right;
You better not gamble, there, you better not fight, at all
Or the sheriff will grab ya and the boys will bring you down.
The next thing you know, boy, oh! you're prison bound.

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