Plow hand has been my name, Lord, for forty years or more
Plow hand has been my name, Lord, for forty years or more
Now I did all I could
Oh Lord, tryin' to take care of my so and so
I ain't gonna raise no more cotton, I declare, I ain't gonna raise no corn
I ain't gonna raise no more cotton, I declare, I ain't gonna raise no corn
Now if a mule started runnin' away with the world
Oh, Lord, I'm gonna let him go ahead on
I wouldn't tell a mule to get up if he'd sit down in my lap
I wouldn't tell a mule to get up if he'd sit down in my lap
I declare, I'm through with plowin'
Oh Lord, that's what k**ed my old grandpap
Every night I'm hollerin' "Whoa, gee, git up" in my sleep
Every night I'm hollerin' "Whoa, gee, git up" in my sleep
I'm always settin' my backbone back
Oh Lord, tryin' to keep my plow from going too deep