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There's a house on a hill, by a worn down weathered old mill 
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In the vally be-low where the river winds, there's no such thing as bad times 
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And a soft, southern flame, oh Cotton Jenny's her name 
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She wakes me up when the sun goes down, and the wheels of love go round 
 
 
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Wheels of love go round, .... love go rou-ou-ou-ound 
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Love go round, ... a joyful sou-ou-ou-ound 
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I ain't got a penny for Cotton Jenny to spend, but then 
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The wheels go rou-ou-ou-ou-ound 
 
 
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When the new day be-gins, I go down to the cotton gin 
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And I make my time worthwhile to them , Then I climb back up a-gain 
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And she waits by the door, oh Cotton Jenny I'm sore 
            5                                                     C5 
She rubs my feet while the sun goes down, and the wheels of love go round 
 
 
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In the hot, sickly south, when they say "well shut my mouth" 
               5                                                 C5 
I can never be free from the cotton grind, but I know I got what's mine 
                         F5                  C5 
A soft, southern flame, oh Cotton Jenny's her name 
             5                                                  C5 
She wakes me up when the sun goes down, and the wheels of love go round