Boll Weevil

Oh, the boll weevil am a little black bug
Come from Mexico, they say, uh huh
Come all the way to Texas
Lookin' for a place to stay
Jus' a-lookin' for a home
Jus' a-lookin' for a home
Now the first time I see the boll weevil
He’s a sittin' on the square
Next time I see the boll weevil
Got all o' his family there
Jus' a-lookin' for a home
Jus' a-lookin' for a home
The farmer say to the weevil
«What make your head so red?»
Weevil say to the farmer
«It's a wonder I ain’t dead
Lookin' for a home, boss
Jus' a-Iookin' for a home»
The farmer take the weevil
Put him in the red hot fire
Weevil say to the farmer
«Hey, ah ah; hey ah ah»
It’ll be my home, yessir
It’ll be my home"
The cap’n say to the missus
«What do you think of that?
Boll weevil done made a nest
In my best Sunday hat»
Gonna have a home
Gonna have a home
The boll weevil got half the cotton
The merchant got the rest
Didn’t leave the farmer’s wife
But one old cotton dress
And it full o' holes
It a-full o' holes
Now if anybody should ax ya
Who it was that a-made this song
Tell 'em to the dark complected fella
With a pair o' blue duckins on
Ain’t got no home, no sir
Ain' t a-got no home
Po' boy