The Boll Weevil

 

Song by Ledbelly

 

Sung by Miki Makaluso, Fall, 2000

VERSE 1

Th first time I saw th boll weevil

Was at th Dallas County Fair

Th next time I saw th boll weevil

He was skipping here and there

Just a lookin' for a home

Just a lookin' for a home

 

VERSE 2

Th farmer said to th boll weevil,

What makes your head so red

Th weevil said to th farmer,

It's a wonder I ain't dead

A lookin' for a home

Just a lookin' for a home

 

VERSE 3

Th farmer takes th boll weevil

An' rolls 'im in th sand

Th weevil says t' th farmer,

I can stand it like a man

This is my home

It is my home

 

VERSE 4

Th farmer takes th boll weevil

An' puts 'im in a lump of ice

Th boll weevil says t' th farmer,

This is mighty cool an' nice

It'll be my home

It'll be my home

 

VERSE 5

Th farmer takes th boll weevil

An' he puts 'im in th fire

Th boll weevil says t' th farmer,

Here I are, here I are

This 'll be my home

This 'll be my home

VERSE 6

Th boll weevil says t' th farmer,

You better leave me alone

I done eat all your cotton

An' now, I'm going t' eat your corn

I'll have a home

I'll have a home

 

VERSE 7

Th merchant got half th cotton

Th boll weevil got th rest

Did'nt leave the farmers wife

But one ole cotton dress

An' it's all full of holes

All full of holes

 

VERSE 8

Th farmer says t' th merchant,

We're in an awful fix

Th boll weevil ate all th cotton

An' left us only sticks

We got no home

Got no home

 

VERSE 9

Th farmer says t' th merchant,

We ain't made but one bale

An' before we'll give you that

We'll fight an' go to jail

We'll have a home

We'll have a home

 


Cat. #0400 (MFH #56) - As sung by Amy Pridemore in Lincoln, Arkansas on August 19, 1959

VARIANTS: 1135 Bold Wevil

OTHER COLLECTIONS: Brown: III-214 Boll Weevil Blues