“The Boll Weevil” Sheet Music (pdf).
“The Boll Weevil” Karaoke (midi with lyrics).
Lyrics: Anonymous.
Tune: Anonymous.
The boll weevil is a little black bug come from Mexico they say;
Come all the way to Texas just a-lookin’ for a place to stay.
Just a-lookin’ for a home, just a-lookin’ for a home,
Just a-lookin’ for a home, just a-lookin’ for a home.
The first time I seen the boll weevil, he was settin’ on the square;
The next time I seen the boll weevil, he had all his fam’ly there.
Just a-lookin’ for a home, just a-lookin’ for a home,
Just a-lookin’ for a home, just a-lookin’ for a home.
The farmer took the boll weevil and buried him in hot sand;
The boll weevil say to the farmer, “I’ll stand it like a man.”
“This’ll be my home. This’ll be my home,
This’ll be my home. This’ll be my home.”
Then the farmer took the boll weevil and left him on the ice;
The boll weevil say to the farmer, “This is mighty cool and nice.”
“This’ll be my home. This’ll be my home,
This’ll be my home. This’ll be my home.”
The farmer took the boll weevil aAnd fed him on paris green;
The boll weevil say to the farmer, “It’s the best I ever seen.”
“This’ll be my home. This’ll be my home,
This’ll be my home. This’ll be my home.”
The boll weevil say to the farmer, “You better let me alone.
I et up all your cotton, and now I’ll start on the corn.”
“I’ll have a home. I’ll have a home,
I’ll have a home. I’ll have a home.”
The merchant got half the cotton; the boll weevil got the rest;
Didn’t leave the poor old farmer but one old cotton dress.
And it’s full of holes. And it’s full of holes,
And it’s full of holes. And it’s full of holes.
The farmer say to the merchant, “I ain’t made but one bale,
But before I’ll give you that one, I’ll fight and go to jail.”
“I’ll have a home. I’ll have a home,
I’ll have a home. I’ll have a home.”
If anyone should ask you, “Who was it made this song?”
Tell him ’twas a poor farmer with a pair of blue duckin’s on.
“Ain’t got no home. Ain’t got no home,
Ain’t got no home. Ain’t got no home.”