On a Mississippi mornin`
My dad yelled out a warnin`
Son you better hit that cotton patch soon
And on my way down to the field
As I passed Old Johnson`s Mill
I saw Becky Morgan. skinny dippin` nude.
Well I couldn`t help but stop and stare
Hypnotized I stood right there
Enchanted by the beauty that I`d seen
Then she gave me a come in smile
Nearly drove my body wild
I fell down tryin` to kick off my jeans.
[Chorus]
Well on that cotton pickin` mornin`
I met up with Becky Morgan
You know that day I didn`t get to work on time
And in the days of my December
I know I we remember
Sowin` oats at Cotton Pickin` Time.
Well I lost my job that summer
But I guess I had it comin`
Cause pickin` that cotton just wasn`t on my mind
But you don`t need too much money
When you got a Tupelo honey
Keepin` you cool in the Mississippi hot sunshine.
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And every cotton pickin` mornin`
I met up with Becky Morgan
The whole dang I never get to work on time
And in the days of my December
I know I we remember
Sowin` oats at Cotton Pickin` Time.
We`ve come a long way since then
Now I own that cotton gin
And I bought that mill
Just to make her smile
And to keep our love from growin` old
We still go down there to that hole
Skinny dip and Becky is just as wild.
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And every cotton pickin` mornin`
I wake up with Becky Morgan
And to this day I never get to work on time
And in the days of our December
I know we`ll both remember
Sowin` oats at Cotton Pickin` Time.
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We were sowin` oats at Cotton Pickin` Time
We were sowin` oats at Cotton Pickin` Time.