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On a Mississippi morning
My dad yelled out a warning
"Son, you better hit that cotton patch real soon"
And on my way down to the field
As I passed Old Johnson's Mill
I saw Becky Morgan, skinny dipping nude
I couldn't help but stop and stare
Hypnotized, I stood right there
Enchanted by the beauty that I'd seen
And then she gave me a come-in smile
Nearly drove my body wild
And fell down trying to kick off my jeans
On that cotton picking morning
I met up with Becky Morgan
The whole dang summer, I never got to work on time
And in the days of my December
I know I will remember
Sowing oats at cotton picking time
Well, I lost my job that summer
But I guess I had it coming
'Cause picking that cotton just wasn't on my mind
But you don't need too much money
When you got a Tupelo honey
Keeping you cool in the Mississippi hot sunshine
Every cotton picking morning
I met up with Becky Morgan
The whole dang summer, I never got to work on time
In the days of my December
I know I will remember
Sowing oats at cotton picking 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 growing old
We still go down there to that hole
Skinny dip, Becky is just as wild
Every cotton picking morning
I wake up with Becky Morgan
To this day, I never get to work on time
And in the days of my December
I know I will remember
Sowing oats at cotton picking time
My dad yelled out a warning
"Son, you better hit that cotton patch real soon"
And on my way down to the field
As I passed Old Johnson's Mill
I saw Becky Morgan, skinny dipping nude
I couldn't help but stop and stare
Hypnotized, I stood right there
Enchanted by the beauty that I'd seen
And then she gave me a come-in smile
Nearly drove my body wild
And fell down trying to kick off my jeans
On that cotton picking morning
I met up with Becky Morgan
The whole dang summer, I never got to work on time
And in the days of my December
I know I will remember
Sowing oats at cotton picking time
Well, I lost my job that summer
But I guess I had it coming
'Cause picking that cotton just wasn't on my mind
But you don't need too much money
When you got a Tupelo honey
Keeping you cool in the Mississippi hot sunshine
Every cotton picking morning
I met up with Becky Morgan
The whole dang summer, I never got to work on time
In the days of my December
I know I will remember
Sowing oats at cotton picking 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 growing old
We still go down there to that hole
Skinny dip, Becky is just as wild
Every cotton picking morning
I wake up with Becky Morgan
To this day, I never get to work on time
And in the days of my December
I know I will remember
Sowing oats at cotton picking time
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