Odetta - Boll Weevil текст песни

First time I see the boll weevil,
Sittin' on the square.
Next time I seen him,
Had his family there.

Chorus:
"Hey, boll weevil,
Where's your native home?"
"Way down in the bottom,
'Neath the cotton and corn."

Farmer asked the merchant,
"Gimme a little meat, a little meal."
"Ain't nothin' doin', old man,
Boll weevil in your fiel'.

(Chorus)

First time I see the boll weevil,
Sittin' on the square.
Next time I seen him,
Had his family there.