Make the Waterwheel Roll

Make the waterwheel roll, make the waterwheel roll
Bossman, bossman my hands are cold
(Shut up boy and make the waterwheel roll)
Make the waterwheel roll, make the waterwheel roll

Grind that corn and make that meal
The bossman's belly just gotta be filled
Grind that corn and make that bread
The bossman's young un's all gotta be fed

Make the waterwheel roll, make the waterwheel roll
Bossman, bossman, he sure is mean
Think of my body as a steam machine
Make the waterwheel roll, make the waterwheel roll

Ole Willie John, don't work too hard
'Cause he's got a woman in the rich man's yard
I wanna run away but I'd be found
'Cause the bossman's got two big blood hounds

Make the waterwheel roll, make the waterwheel roll
Bossman, bossman, he sure is mean
Think of my body as a steam machine
Make the waterwheel roll, make the waterwheel roll

Feel that rhythm in my soul, sing my song while the waterwheel rolls
Workin' all day in the cold-cold rain, I wish my Lord would call my name
Make the waterwheel roll, make the waterwheel roll
Make the waterwheel roll, make the waterwheel roll
Make the waterwheel roll, make the waterwheel roll



Credits
Writer(s): Marijohn Wilkin, Mel Tillis
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