I was born in a shack in West Tennessee
I picked that cotton down upon my knees
The sun got hotter each and every day
But me and my brothers kept a-pickin' away
Seemed like the sun would never go down
So we could clap our hands and gather around
And do the boogie (boogie)
Yeah, I learned the rhythm (boogie woogie rhythm)
And it wasn't very long
Till I was doin' the boogie woogie rhythm
Well, I prayed all week for Saturday night
Turn my back on the sun and put the sack out of sight
Take the long dusty road into...
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