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Roll The Cotton Down
Lyrics from Iron Men & Wooden
Ships, by Frank Shay |
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Come roll that
cotton, roll it down,
Oh, roll the cotton down;
Come roll that cotton, roll it down.
Oh, roll the cotton down.
I thought I heard our old man say,
Oh, roll the cotton down;
He'd sail away to Mobile Bay
Oh, roll the cotton down.
A dollar a day is a white man's pay,
Oh, roll the cotton down;
Ten dollars a day is a black man's pay,
Oh, roll the cotton down.
Mobile Bay is no place for me,
Oh, roll the cotton down;
I'll sail away on some other sea,
Oh, roll the cotton down. |
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