Boss Jack

Pick a lot o'cotton, drag a long sack

Comin' across the field, well,

I see Boss

JackHe's a ridin' straddle of a single foot roan

When you know that horse, you'll leave him alone

The ole roan's got green in his eyes

Mean as the devil and twice as wise

A fire in his nose and a bow in his back

Can't nobody ride him but

Boss JackCome on children, bend your back

Work a little faster, fill your sack

Then you hitch up the wagon, take it to the gin

Finish pickin' before the winter sets in

Now here while back, when the crop was laid by

Remember who took us on a big fish fry?

Caught a heap of catfish, goggle eye and carp

Dashed and sang to the guitar and the harp

Well, someday old

Boss Jack is gonna set us all free

Gabriel gonna blow for you and me

Angels gonna bring that chariot from above floppin'

Their wings like a turtle dove, come on children