[Verse]
Yeah, sitting on this plow daydreaming
Thinking of the weeks to come
Old cotton patch is hot
Can't think of a worse spot to be on a hot summer day

Next week I will get my hoe down
And hit the field at break of day
That will be so sad, my feet will hurt so bad
When I chop the cotton all the day

[Verse]
Old mules been a-balking, they're tired of walking
Up and down this cotton rows so straight
But they should pull their best 'cause soon they'll get a rest
They don't have very long to wait

When the picking starts next fall
I'll need my cotton sack, that's all
My back will nearly break from pulling all that weight
When I start to picking cotton next fall

[Verse]
These old mules been a-balking, they're tired of walking
Up and down them cotton rows so straight
But they should pull their best 'cause soon they'll get a rest
They don't have very long to wait
When the picking starts next fall
I'll need my cotton sack, that's all
My back will nearly break from dragging all that weight
When I start to picking cotton next fall

[Outro]
Oh Lord, yeah, cotton patch blues