Gordon Lightfoot

There's a house
on a hill
by a worn down weathered old mill
and valley below where the river winds
there's no such thing as bad times
on a soft southern plain
oh Cotton Jenny's her name
she wakes me up when the sun goes down
and the wheels of love go round
wheel of love goes round
love goes round
love goes round
joyful sound
I ain't got a penny for Cotton Jenny to spend
but then
the wheel goes round
when a new
day begins
I go down to the cotton gin
where I make my time worthwhile to them
then I climb back up again
then 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
joyful sound
I ain't got a penny for Cotton Jenny yo spend but then
the wheels go round
in the hot sickly south
when they say well shut my mouth
I can never be free from the cotton grind
but I know I've got whats mine
when the soft
southern plain
oh Cotton Jenny's her name
she wakes me up when the sun goes down
and the wheel of love goes round
wheels of love go round
love go round
love go round
joyful sound
I ain't got a penny for Cotton Jenny to spend
but then
the wheel goes round
the wheel goes round
round and round