Winsboro Cotton Mill Blues

Down in Winsboro, South Carolina
There's... some person put some new verses
Uh, to the old "Alcoholic Blues"

Old man seargent sittin' at the desk
The damn old fool won't give us no rest
He'd take the nickels off a dead man's eyes
To buy a Coca-Cola and a Eskimo pie

I got the blues, I got the blues
I got the Winsboro cotton mill blues
Oh Lordy, Lordy spoolin's hard
You know and I know, we don't have to tell
You work for Tom Watson got to work like hell
I got the blues, I got the blues
I got the Winnsboro cotton mill blues

Now, when I die don't you bury me at all
Hang me up on the factory wall
Place a bobbin in my hand
So I can keep on workin' in the Promised Land

I got the blues, I got the blues
I got the Winsboro cotton mill blues
Oh Lordy, Lordy spoolin's hard
You know and I know, we don't have to tell
You work for Tom Watson, gotta work like hell



Credits
Writer(s): Frederic Rzewski
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