<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=73043" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Cotton Jenny</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Theres a house on a hill<br>By a worn down weathered old mill<br>In the valley below where the river winds<br>Theres no such thing as bad times<br>And a soft southern flame<br>Oh cotton jennys her name<br>She wakes me up when the sun goes down<br>And the wheels of love go round<br>Wheels of love go round<br>Love go round, love go round<br>A joyful sound<br>I aint got a penny for cotton jenny to spend<br>But then the wheels go round<br>When the new day begins<br>I go down to the cotton gin<br>And I make my time worth while to them<br>Then I climb back up again<br>And she waits by the door<br>Oh cotton jenny Im sore<br>And she rubs my feet while the sun goes down<br>And the wheels of love go round<br>Wheels of love go round<br>Love go round, love go round<br>A joyful sound<br>I aint got a penny for cotton jenny to spend<br>But then the wheels go round<br>In the hot, sickly south<br>When they say well shut my mouth<br>I can never be free from the cotton grind<br>But I know I got whats mine<br>Shes a soft southern flame<br>Oh cotton jennys her name<br>She wakes me up when the sun goes down<br>And the wheels of love go round<br>Wheels of love go round<br>Love go round, love go round<br>A joyful sound<br>I aint got a penny for cotton jenny to spend<br>But then the wheels go round</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=73043" data-title="Cotton Jenny" data-description="Theres a house on a hill By a worn down weathered old mill In the valley below where the river winds Theres no such thing as bad times And a soft southern flame Oh cotton jennys her name She wakes me up when the sun goes down And the wheels of lov..."></div> </div> </div>

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