Letra de Pickin' Time (Live At The Paramount Theatre, NJ/1990)
I got cotton in the bottom land It's up and growin' and I got a good stand My good wife and them kids of mine Gonna get new shoes, come pickin' time Get new shoes come pickin' timeEvery night when I go to bed I thank the Lord that my kids are fed They live on beans eight days and nine But I get 'em fat come pickin' time Get 'em fat come come pickin' timeThe corn is yellow and the beans are high The sun is hot in the summer sky The work is hard 'til layin' by Layin' by 'til pickin' time Layin' by 'til pickin' timeMy old wagon barely gets me to town I patched the wheels and I watered 'em down Keep her in shape so she'll be fine To haul my cotton come pickin' time Haul my cotton come pickin' timeLast Sunday mornin' when they passed the hat It was almost empty back where I sat But the preacher smiled and he said, that's fine He said, the Lord will wait 'til pickin' time The Lord'll wait 'til pickin' time