Cotton Jenny Lyrics - Gord's Gold - Gordon Lightfoot

There's a house on a hill 

By a worn down weathered old mill 

In the valley below where the river winds 

There's no such thing as bad times 

And a soft southern flame 

Oh Cotton Jenny's her name 

She wakes me up when the sun goes down 

And the wheels of love go 'round 

Wheels of love go 'round 

Love go 'round, love go 'round 

A joyful sound 

I ain't got a penny for Cotton Jenny to spend 

But then the wheels go 'round 

When the new day begins 

I go down to the cotton gin 

And I make my time worth while to them 

Then I climb back up again 

And she waits by the door 

Oh Cotton Jenny I'm sore 

And she rubs my feet while the sun goes down 

And the wheels of love go 'round 

Wheels of love go 'round 

Love go 'round, love go 'round 

A joyful sound 

I ain't got a penny for Cotton Jenny to spend 

But then the wheels go 'round 

In the hot, sickly south 

When they say we'll shut my mouth 

I can never be free from the cotton grind 

But I know I got what's mine 

With a soft southern flame 

Oh Cotton Jenny's her name 

She wakes me up when the sun goes down 

And the wheels of love go 'round