Boll Weevil Lyrics

Boll Weevil lyrics

The Boll Weevil is a little black bug 

From Mexico they say 

Come
all the way to Texas 

Just a lookin' for a place to stay. 

 

Chorus 

Gonna get yo home. 

Gonna get yo home. 

 

The Farmer said to the Boll Weevil 

I see you on the Square. 

Yes, sir, said the Boll Weevil 

My whole damn family's there. 



The Farmer said to the Merchant 

I want some meat and meal 

Get outta here, you Son of a Gun 

Got Boll Weevil in yo field. 



The Farmer said to the Finance Man 

I'd like to make out a note.


Go to hell, you rascal you, 

Gotta Boll Weevil on yo coat. 



Farmer said to the Banker, 

I'd like to cash this cheque

Get
outta here you Clodhopper, 

Gotta Boll Weevil down yo neck. 

 

Boll Weevil said to the Farmer 

I'll swing right on yo gate, 

When I git through with yo cotton, 

You'll sell that Cadillac Eight!


 

Boll Weevil said to the Doctor, 

Better put away your
pills, 

When I git through with the Farmer, 

Cain't pay no Doctor
bills! 

 

Boll Weevil said to the Preacher, 

Better close up
them church doors 

When I git through with the Farmer, 

Cain't pay
no Preacher no more! 

 

Boll Weevil said to the Business Man, 

Boy, drink that cool lemonade. 

When I git through with you, boy, 

Gonna drag you outta that shade! 

 

Boll Weevil in yo field,
boy, 

It's just like shooting dice, 

Work the whole damn year
round, 

But the cotton won't bring no price 

 

The Boll
Weevil knocked on my front door, 

He said I've come to eat, 

I'm
gonna starve you plum to death 

And get the shoes right off yo feet.