Gordon Lightfoot - Cotton Jenny Lyrics

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Cotton Jenny

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What Are The Lyrics For Cotton Jenny By Gordon Lightfoot?
There's a house on a hill
By a worn down weathered old mill In the valley below where the river winds There's no such thing as bad times And a soft southern flame Oh Cotton Jenny's her name She wakes me up when the sun goes down And the wheels of love go 'round Wheels of love go 'round Love go 'round, love go 'round A joyful sound I ain't got a penny for Cotton Jenny to spend But then the wheels go 'round When the new day begins I go down to the cotton gin And I make my time worth while to them Then I climb back up again And she waits by the door Oh Cotton Jenny I'm sore And she rubs my feet while the sun goes down And the wheels of love go 'round Wheels of love go 'round Love go 'round, love go 'round A joyful sound I ain't got a penny for Cotton Jenny to spend But then the wheels go 'round In the hot, sickly south When they say we'll shut my mouth I can never be free from the cotton grind But I know I got what's mine With a soft southern flame Oh Cotton Jenny's her name She wakes me up when the sun goes down And the wheels of love go 'round Wheels of love go 'round Love go 'round, love go 'round A joyful sound I ain't got a penny for Cotton Jenny to spend But then the wheels go 'round Wheels go 'round 'Round and 'round, hmm |
Who Wrote Cotton Jenny By Gordon Lightfoot?
Gordon Lightfoot
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What's The Duration Of The Cotton Jenny By Gordon Lightfoot?The duration of Cotton Jenny is 3:28 minutes and seconds. |
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