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