Boll Weevil - Punch Brothers

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»

Yonder 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