Words and Music: by Brook Benton and Clyde Otis


Transcriber's note: all words are spoken EXCEPT those in < > which are
sung.

Let me tell ya a story about a boll weevil
Now, some of you may not know, but a boll weevil is an insect. And he's
found
mostly where cotton grows. Now, where he comes from, hm, nobody really
knows.
But this is the way the story goes.

The farmer said to the boll weevil "I see you're on the square" Boll
weevil said to
the farmer "Say yep! My whole darn family's here"
<We gotta have a home, gotta have a home>

The farmer said to the boll weevil "Say, why do you pick my farm?" The
weevil just
laughed at the farmer 'n' said "We ain't gonna do ya much harm"
<We're looking for a ho-o-o-o-o,-o-o-o, -o-o-o, o-o-ome"

And the boll weevil spotted a lightning bug. He said "Hey, I'd like to
make a trade
with you. But, ya see if I was a lightning bug, I'd search the whole
night through"
<Searchin' for a home, I'd have me plenty of home"

And the boll weevil called the farmer, 'n' he said "Ya better sell your
old machines,
'cause when I'm through with your cotton, heh, you can't even buy
gasoline."
<I'm gonna stake me a home, gotta have a home>

And the boll weevil said to the farmer, said " Farmer, I'd like to wish
you well."
Farmer said to the boll weevil, "Yeah, an' I wish that you were in ****"
<Lookin' for a home, lookin' for a home>
(Ahh, you have a home all right, you have a home>
(A real hot home, ahhh

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