Представляем точный текст композиции "Cotton Patch" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Jeannie C. Riley . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Cotton Patch» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Jeannie C. Riley передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Jeannie C. Riley - "Cotton Patch"
Lyrics to Cotton Patch : I was raised in the middle of the cotton belt babe but I aint gonna stay Ill lose my shape fast draggin cotton sacks and eatin butter beans ever day Yeah Im a sweet young thing I just turned eighteen and Im unhookin the latch Cause Ive got too much class for this cotton patch Ive been readin magazines on a once-a-week trip to town on Saturday And Ive seen all pretty clothes and had some rich men and I know thats for me Papas been tryin to pair me up with Willie Bond whose daddy owns the cotton gin Ha I done checked Willie out two years ago and Willie knows Im too much for him Its Monday mornin four oclock got my sack packed And Im out here where the freeway runs Here comes a truck Im in luck hes goin straight through on a Dallas run Yeah I am headin for big D and I know thats place for me to really make a catch Well finally Im a gettin my class out of this cotton patch I arrived in style aboard that big semi and I felt mighty high Waltzin into the best department store for employment to suit my style And I was doin pretty good till some wisecracker came on the scene He called me a ripe tomato but he said I sure look green I tried ever door to ever store in town but my luck had run down It seemed nobody round Dallas could recognize the class Id brought to town And after all day of looking would you believe the only job I could land Was in a dog food factory stickin labels on dog food cans Dear mama how are you pop and kids hope youre doin OK Me I never did find a better job and all the rich men got away Mama Ive been thinkin pretty soon you know Ill be nineteen And I sure learned a lot about class fast mama know what I mean Mama if youd ask papa if hed spare a few dollars Id catch the next greyhound comin home And I tell you if Willie Bond aint committed yet Id be willin to give it a try After all its been two years...just tell papa...money... [ Cotton Patch Lyrics ]
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