Cotton Mill Girls lyrics

I worked in the cotton mill all my life,

I ain't got nothin' but a Barlow knife.

Hard time cotton mill girls,

Hard time everywhere.

Chorus (after each verse):

And it's hard times cotton mill girls,

Hard times cotton mill girls,

Hard times cotton mill girls,

Hard times everywhere.

Nineteen-fifteen I heard it said

Go to cotton country and get ahead

But it's hard times, cotton mill girls,

Hard times everywhere.

Gilmer to Barlow's a long long way

Down Ellijay to Cartecay.

It's hard times, cotton mill girls,

Hard times everywhere.

Us kids worked twelve hours a day

For fourteen cents of measly pay

Hard times, cotton mill girls,

Hard times everywhere.

When I die, don't bury me at all,

Just hang my body on the spinning room wall,

Pickle my bones in alcohol,

It's hard time cotton mill girls.