Boll Weevil Song Songtext
von Tex Ritter

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