Cotton-Eyed Joe - The Chieftains & Ricky Skaggs

Y'all clap 'em hands. Now, let's hear Cotton-Eyed Joe Oh, let's all sing this song Had it not been for Cotton-Eyed Joe I'd a-been married a long time ago Had it not been for Cotton-Eyed Joe I'd been married a long time ago Had it not been for Cotton-Eyed Joe I'd been married a long time ago Had it not been for Cotton-Eyed Joe I'd been married a long time ago Here we go! Let's hear a hurray in the house right now One more!

If it hadn't been for Cotton-Eyed Joe I'd been married long time ago Where did you come from, where did you go? Where did you come from Cotton-Eyed Joe? Get out your fiddle, rosin' up your bow Play an old tune called Cotton-Eyed Joe Where did you come from, where did you go? Where did you come from Cotton-Eyed Joe?

Don't you remember, don't you know Daddy worked a man they called Cotton Eyed Joe Daddy worked a man they called Cotton Eyed Joe Had it not been for Cotton Eyed Joe I'd-a been married a long time ago I'd-a been married a long time ago Oh come on, Cotton Eyed Joe, lets play ol'Kelso Oh, excuse me I've got it all wrong, Kelso yeah! Down in the cotton patch down below Everybody singing the Cotton Eyed Joe Everybody singing the Cotton Eyed Joe Had it not been for Cotton Eyed Joe I'd-a been married a long time ago I'd-a been married a long time ago I know a gal lives down below Used to go to see her, but I don't no more Used to go to see her, but I don't no more Had it not been for Cotton Eyed Joe I'd-a been married a long time ago I'd-a been married a long time ago Oh, brother Louis Yes, yeah Tune my fiddle and rosin my bow I'm gonna make music everywhere I go Gonna play a tune they call Cotton Eyed Joe Had it not been for Cotton Eyed Joe I'd-a been married a long time ago I'd-a been married a long time ago

Come all you good, kind people While I've got money to spend Tomorrow might be Monday And I'll neither have a dollar nor a friend When I've got plenty of money, good people My friends are all standing around Just as soon as my pocketbook is empty Not a friend on this earth can be found The last time I seen that dear woman, good people She had a wine glass in her hand She's a-drinking down her troubles With a lowdown, sorry, no good man My daddy told me a plenty good people And my momma she told me more Said son if you don't quit your rowdy ways You'll have trouble at your door All around this old jailhouse this evening, good people Forty dollars will pay my fine Corn whiskey has surrounded my body, poor boy Pretty women look trump in my mind If I'd a-listened to my momma, good people I would not be here today But a-drinking and a-shooting and a-gambling At home I cannot stay Go dig a hole in the meadow, good people Make it deep in that cold, cold ground Come gather around all you kind friends And see this poor rounder go down

Oh the Summer time is coming And the trees are sweetly blooming And the wild mountain thyme All around the blooming heather Will ye go lassie go... And we'll al lgo together To pull wild mountain thyme From around the blooming heather Will ye go lassie go I will build my love a bower Near yon pure crystal fountain And on it I will pile All the flowers of the mountain Will ye go lassie go... And we'll all go together To pull wild mountain thyme From around the blooming heather Will ye go lassie go If my true love she were gone I will surely find no other Where wild mountain thyme All around the blooming heather Will ye go lassie go... And we'll all go together To pull wild mountain thyme From around the blooming heather Will ye go lassie go