Tex Williams - Pickin' White Gold lyrics

Down in the place where I call home I've been workin' my fingers to the bone

Pickin' white gold pickin' white gold

All day long in that Louisiana sun pickin' and a pullin' white cotton by the tons

Pickin' white gold pickin' white gold

I fill my sack and I put it on my shoulder then I go away again

But old man cotton won't let me make a nickel till I take it to the gin

So I bent my back till I feel it's gonna break

Try to thinkin' how much I'm gonna make

Pickin' white gold pickin' white gold

There's a little girl that I call Nellie all day she works alongside of me

Pickin' white gold pickin' white gold

Her lips are soft as a cotton in her hand side by side we're makin' our plans

Pickin' white gold pickin' white gold

There's a little house with a little solid ground make a mighty pretty home

All we lead is little money down we could call it our Rome

So I can't rest till I get through I need the money for what it can do

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