Tom Paxton - Cotton-Eye Joe lyrics

Where do you come from, Cotton-Eye Joe Leaving your house now, a long time ago Hid in a cane brake, all night long Ran away north-land, to sing your song And you never quit grievin' Wishing you were home again Missing the campground And the sweet, sweet singing Ain't a getting younger, Cotton-Eye Joe Feet still dancing, when the music slows North-land, north-land, gets so cold Times get hard when, the bones get old Ain't you never quit grieving Wishing you were home again Missing the campgrounds And the sweet, sweet singing Missing the river, you could catch your dinner in All day Sunday, feeling like a rescued sinner Singing the old songs Singing the old songs Didn't you find out, a long time ago Jesus loves his Cotton-Eye Joe Sittin' in a rocker, sleepy-eyed Chariots comin' by and by And you never quit grievin' Wishing you were home again Missing the campground And the sweet, sweet singing Ah, missing the river you could catch your dinner in All day Sunday, feeling like a rescued sinner Singing the old songs Singing the old songs And didn't you find out, long time ago Jesus loves his Cotton-Eye Joe Sittin' in a rocker, sleepy eyed Chariots a-comin' by and by You never quit grieving Wishing you were home again Missing the campground And the sweet, sweet singing