Anne Murray - Cotton Jenny Lyrics
There's a house on a hillBy a worn down weathered old millIn a valley below where the river windsThere's no such thing as bad timesAnd a soft southern flame, oh Cotton Jenny's her nameAnd she wakes him up when the sun goes downAnd the wheel of love goes roundWheels of love go round, love go roundLove go round, a joyful soundHe ain't got a penny for Cotton Jenny to spendBut then the wheels go roundWhen the new day begins, he goes down to the cotton ginAnd he makes his time worth while to thenThen he climbs back up againAnd she waits by the door, oh Cotton Jenny he's soreAnd she rubs his feet while the sun goes downAnd the wheel of love goes roundWheels of love go round, love go roundLove go round, a joyful soundHe ain't got a penny for Cotton Jenny to spendBut then the wheels go roundWheels of love go round, love go roundLove go round, a joyful soundHe ain't got a penny for Cotton Jenny to spendBut then the wheels go roundWheels go roundWheels go roundLove go roundLove go roundLove go round
