Lyrics
Boll weevil told the farmer
"You better treat me right
I'll eat up all of your cotton
Sleep in your grain rail tonight"
Boll weevil told the farmer
"You don't need no Ford machine
I'll eat up all of your cotton
Can't buy no gasoline"
Yon comes the spider
Crawled up and down the wall
He must've been going
To get his hash's haul
I don't see no water
But I'm about to drown
I don't see no fire
But I'm burning down
