Wake up in the morning in the moonlight grey We got dirt to break, we got a note to pay Gonna plow, plow to the end of the row Wake up in the morning and plow to the end of the row
Down to the kitchen with my feet still bare Children to the table, papa say a prayer Gonna plow, plow to the end of the row Down to the kitchen, got to plow to the end of the row
Cornbread for breakfast, won’t ya boil the grinds Got to cut the furrow ‘fore the sun gets high Got to plow, plow to the end of the row Cornbread for breakfast and I plow to the end of the row
Sun just broke out over the trees I got a aching in my back and a tremblin’ in my knes If the mule won’t pull then the plow won’t go If the seed don’t set, crop won’t grow
Chickens to the market, seven miles to town Gotta make it home ‘fore the sun goes down Big storm coming, I can see it in the sky Hope it don’t hit ‘fore the clothes get dry
I got rocks in my shoes, dirt in my eyes Working like a dog til the day I die You got to plow, plow to the end of the row I got rocks in my shoes when I plow to the end of the row My baby’s waitin’ for me at the end of the day She likes to ball the jack in the sweetest way Gotta plow, plow to the end of the row
My baby’s waiting’ for me so I plow to the end of the row Wake up in the mornin’ in the moonlight grey We got dirt to break we got a note to pay Gonna plow, plow to the end of the row Wake up in the mornin’ and plow to the end of the rowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
