Album: Cry [Columbia]
(Gordon Lightfoot)
There's a house on a hill by
A roll-down weathered old mill
In the valley below where the river winds
There's no such thing as hard times.
And a soft southern flame
Oh, Cotton Jenny's her name
And she wakes him up when the sun goes down
And the wheels of love go round.
Wheels of love go round, love go round
Love go round, joyful sound
He ain't got a penny for Cotton Jenny to spend
But then the wheels go round.
When the new day begins
He goes down to the cotton gin
And he makes his time worthwhile till then
And then he climbs back up again.
And she waits by the door
Oh, Cotton Jenny he's sore
And she rubs his feet while the sun goes down
And the wheels of love go round.
Wheels of love go round, love go round
Love go round, joyful sound
He ain't got a penny for Cotton Jenny to spend
But then the wheels go round.
Wheels of love go round love go round
Love go round, joyful sound
He ain't got a penny for Cotton Jenny to spend
But then the wheels go round.
Wheels go round, wheels go round, love go round...