Cotton Pickin' Time

[Verse 1] On a Mississippi morning My dad yelled out a warning "Son, you better hit that cotton patch soon" And on my way down to the field As I passed Old Johnson's Mill I saw Becky Morgan, skinny dipping nude [Verse 2] 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 [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 both remember Sowing oats at cotton pickin' time [Verse 3] Well, I lost my job that summer But I guess I had it coming 'Cause that pickin' 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 [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 both remember Sowing oats at cotton pickin' time [Verse 3] 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 dip and Becky is just as wild [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 both remember Sowing oats at cotton pickin' time 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 both remember Sowing oats at cotton pickin' time [Outro] We were sowing oats at cotton pickin' time We were sowing oats at cotton pickin' time