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written by Gordon Lightfoot
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There's a house on a hill by a worn down weathered old mill
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In the valley be-low where the river winds
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There's no such thing as bad times
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And a soft southern flame oh Cotton Jenny's her name
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She wakes me up when the sun goes down
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And the wheels of love go round
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Wheels of love go round love go roun-d
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Love go round a joyful soun-d
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I ain't got a penny for Cotton Jenny to spend but then
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The wheels go roun-d
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When the new day be-gins I go down to the cotton gin
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And I make my time worthwhile to them
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Then I climb back up a-gain
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And she waits by the door oh Cotton Jenny I'm sore
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She rubs my feet while the sun goes down
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And the wheels of love go round
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In the hot sickly south when they say well shut my mouth
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I can never be free from the cotton grind
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But I know I got what's mine
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A soft southern flame oh Cotton Jenny's her name
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She wakes me up when the sun goes down
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And the wheels of love go round
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