Cotton Candy
You feel like a cotton glove?
A roaming of which my hands love.
Soft and smooth your skin
Outside and in
Sweet...
You smell of honey
Being harvest out of play
You become
A different flower
Each and every day
I slowly confess to you
My love...
As I walk gracefully
Upon your maze.
If a cotton thorn be found
I lovingly gaze
Which it is mentally...removed
A pure cotton body
To me you are
Not a flaw in sight.
I go on with my harvest
Through the night.
Dew upon the cotton
Sparkles of which are who?
Spun into candy...
I lovingly devour you.
poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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Her Candy Cotton Kiss
Her candy cotton kiss
Her taste so warm and wet
Her cotton candy lips
I'll never them forget
Her cotton candy kiss
Sends shivers down my spine
I tremble at her touch
With love and grace divine
poem by Bradley Lester
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Cotton Jenny
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 love go round
Wheels of love go round
Love go round, love go round
A joyful sound
I aint got a penny for cotton jenny to spend
But then the wheels go round
When the new day begins
I go down to the cotton gin
And I make my time worth while to them
Then I climb back up again
And she waits by the door
Oh cotton jenny Im sore
And she rubs my feet while the sun goes down
And the wheels of love go round
Wheels of love go round
Love go round, love go round
A joyful sound
I aint got a penny for cotton jenny to spend
But then the wheels go round
In the hot, sickly south
When they say well shut my mouth
I can never be free from the cotton grind
But I know I got whats mine
Shes a soft southern flame
Oh cotton jennys her name
She wakes me up when the sun goes down
And the wheels of love go round
Wheels of love go round
Love go round, love go round
A joyful sound
I aint got a penny for cotton jenny to spend
But then the wheels go round
song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
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Cotton Candy Land
(words & music by ruth batchelor - bob roberts)
Sandmans comin, yes hes comin
To sprinkle you with sand
Hell say one, two, three
And youll be, in cotton candy land
Sandmans comin, yes hes comin
Hell take you, by the hand
And youll ride upon, a big white swan
In cotton candy land
You and the swan will float upon
A cloud of pink ice cream
Where every star is a candy bar
And the moon is a marshmallow dream
Sandmans comin, yes hes comin
Take his magic hand
Now goodnight...now sleep tight
In cotton candy land
In cotton candy land...
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Cotton Fields
When i was a little bitty baby
My mama done rock me in the cradle
In them old cotton fields back home
It was back in louisiana
Just about a mile from texarkana
In them old cotton fields back home
Let me tell you now well got me in a fix
I caught a nail in my tire doing lickitey splits
I had to walk a long long way to town
Came upon a nice old man well he had a hat on
Wait a minute mister can you give me some directions
I gonna want to be right off for home
Don't care if them cotton balls get rotten
When i got you baby, who needs cotton
In them old cotton fields back home
Brother only one thing more that's gonna warm you
A summer's day out in california
It's gonna be those cotton fields back home
It was back in louisiana
Just about a mile from texarkana
Give me them cotton fields
(it was back in louisiana)
Let me hear it for the cotton fields
(just about a mile from texarkana)
You know that there's just no place like home
Well boy it sure feels good to breathe the air back home
You shoulda seen their faces when they seen how i grown
In them old cotton fields back home
song performed by by Beach Boys
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Cotton Candy Clouds
Big billowy clouds float by,
Like so much cotton candy.
Gently floating through the sky,
Just as pretty, as they can be.
Some are grey, some are white,
The tops extend forever.
Cotton candy in the heights,
Pursuing their endeavors.
12/28/10
poem by Juan Olivarez
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Cotton Flower
Saint and cotton flower are same and alike.
In appearance they both are not beautiful
Not scented and not showy.
Saint and cotton flower are necessary
And most useful for daily life.
They both are white and pure and perfect
And serve human being forgetting their own self.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Elan Vital
élan vital
I want to go where the land
Is boundless, where the wheat
corn and flower cane grow,
where the soft white downy
of cotton amplifies in big
fields, and bed my body and
soul on the waves of cotton
balls, And in natural surrender
my élan vital to feel the
virginal of cosmos descending
for once in age..
copyrightelenatoledo
poem by Elenushka Toledo
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Seeking Refuge
'And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.'
- T.S. Eliot
you have gone that far to the edge of that cliff
where you now stand
to explore all the possibilities of touching a cloud
and now that you are touching
this cotton dream
you are feeling nothing at all
you look down
below your feet to that village near the equator
that you left years ago
and you think finally that everything amounts to nothing
except that pink cotton candy
that you once tasted
as the best metaphor
for your dream-cloud
your cotton dream
so sweet to your teeth
come to think of it
it is never too late to build this bridge
rather than jump
and die in that muddy river
just below the cliff
where you are now
still standing
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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High Cotton
High cotton
Written by roger murrah and scott anders
We didnt know that times were lean
Round our house the grass was green
It didnt seem like things were all that bad
I bet we walked a thousand miles
Chopin cotton and pushin plows
And learnin how to give it all we had.
As life went on and years went by
I saw the light in daddys eyes
And felt - the love in mamas hands
They kept us warm and kept us fed
Taught us how to look ahead
Now lookin back, I understand.
Chorus:
We were walkin in high cotton
Old times there are not forgotten
Those fertile fields are never far away
We were walkin in high cotton
Old times there are not forgotten
Leavin home was the hardest thing we ever faced.
When sunday mornings rolled around
We dressed up in hand-me downs
Just in time, together with the church
Sometimes I think how long its been
And how it impressed me then
It was the only day my daddy wouldnt work.
Chorus x2
We were walkin in high cotton.
song performed by by Alabama
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Cotton Fields
Chorus1:
When I was a little bitty baby
My mama would rock me in the cradle,
In them old cotton fields back home;
Chorus2:
It was down in louisiana,
Just about a mile from texarkana,
In them old cotton fields back home.
Chorus3:
Oh, when them cotton bolls get rotten
You cant pick very much cotton,
In them old cotton fields back home.
Chorus2
Chorus1
Chorus2
Chorus3
Chorus2
Chorus1
Chorus2
song performed by by Creedence Clearwater Revival
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Cotton Eyed Joe
Traditional
If it hadnt been for cotton-eye joe
Id been married long time ago
Where did you come from. where did you go?
Where did you come from cotton-eye joe?
(repeat)
He came to town like a midwinter storm
He rode through the fields so
Handsome and strong
His eyes was his tools and his smile was his gun
But all he had come for was having some fun
(repeat intro)
He brought disaster wherever he went
The hearts of the girls was to hell broken sent
They all ran away so nobody would know
And left only men cause of cotton-eye joe
(repeat intro)
song performed by by Nina Simone
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Cotton Candy Clouds
On this celestial hill I wait
With hopes that are no less than great
I look to the cotton candy clouds
Which wrap the sun in a misty shroud
They look so soft and battered thick
If my tongue were long, I'd give them a lick
You'd think my day's goal was a waste
To crave the most impossible taste
God himself prepared this cuisine
With his giant cotton candy machine
Mixed with rainbows and mountain mist
Topped with honey and an angels kiss
I tilt my head back and spread my lips
Stretch my tongue to its very tip
And I taste something so very nutritious
I'm drinking raindrops, so delicious!
I look underneath those beautiful shrouds
And I thank God for letting me taste the clouds
poem by Whitney Albright
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My dad was a cotton buyer and cotton buyers always considered themselves superior to the rest of the world.
quote by Joseph Mitchell
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Overture -- Cotton Avenue
A red sun came rolling down a grey sky
And the frogs and dogs and night birds then
Started up singing sweet country lullaby
You see that patch of city lights-
Somewhere in there's Cotton Avenue-
That's where I'm going to take myself tonight
With a spit shine on my dancing shoes
If you got a place like that to go
You just have to go there
If you got no place special
Well then, you just go no place special
I guess it's just the summer in the young blood
Ripe and juicy in the young blood
Teasing to go down to ...
Cotton Avenue
To hear the shiny shiny music
See all the shiny people dancing to it
Anytime you go to ...
Cotton Avenue
If you got a place like that to go
You know you got to go there
If you got no place special
Well then, you just go no place special
You see that summer storm brewing in the southern sky
By the time it hits here I'll be dancing high and dry
To rhythm and blues
On Cotton Avenue
Poor boys'll be hanging around outside in the street
They got all the latest words
They're dancing to the latest beat
While they're hustling and sizing you
On Cotton Avenue
If you got a place like that to go
You just have to go there
If you've got no place special
Well my dear
You just so no place ... special
song performed by by Joni Mitchell
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Cotton Avenue
A red sun came rolling down a grey sky
And the frogs and dogs and night birds then
Started up singing sweet country lullaby
You see that patch of city lights-
Somewhere in theres cotton avenue-
Thats where Im going to take myself tonight
With a spit shine on my dancing shoes
If you got a place like that to go
You just have to go there
If you got no place special
Well then, you just go no place special
I guess its just the summer in the young blood
Ripe and juicy in the young blood
Teasing to go down to ...
Cotton avenue
To hear the shiny shiny music
See all the shiny people dancing to it
Anytime you go to ...
Cotton avenue
If you got a place like that to go
You know you got to go there
If you got no place special
Well then, you just go no place special
You see that summer storm brewing in the southern sky
By the time it hits here Ill be dancing high and dry
To rhythm and blues
On cotton avenue
Poor boysll be hanging around outside in the street
They got all the latest words
Theyre dancing to the latest beat
While theyre hustling and sizing you
On cotton avenue
If you got a place like that to go
You just have to go there
If youve got no place special
Well my dear
You just so no place ... special
song performed by by Joni Mitchell
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ripened cotton
this urge to grab them
harvest them all in one night
haiku by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Song Of The South
Written by bob mcdill
Chorus
Song, song of the south.
Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth.
Gone, gone with the wind.
There aint nobody looking back again.
Cotton on the roadside, cotton in the ditch.
We all picked the cotton but we never got rich.
Daddy was a veteran, a southern democrat.
They oughta get a rich man to vote like that.
Sing it...
Chorus
Well somebody told us wall street fell
But we were so poor that we couldnt tell.
Cotton was short and the weeds were tall
But mr. roosevelts a gonna save us all.
Well momma got sick and daddy got down.
The county got the farm and they moved to town.
Pappa got a job with the tva
He bought a washing machine and then a chevrolet.
Sing it...
Chorus
Play it...
Sing it...
Chorus
Song, song of the south...
Gone, gone with the wind...
Song, song of the south.
Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth.
Song, song of the south.
Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth.
Sing it...
Chorus 2x
song performed by by Alabama
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Cotton Mouth
James seals, dash crofts
Red eyed momma keep cryin
Blue eyed cat keeps a lyin
Catfish keep his eye on the string
And that cotton mouth keep on windin
Sing, sing, sing
Dark moon keeps hidin
And gator, he keeps right on slidin
And bull frog, he aint mindin
Oh, cotton mouth keep on windin
Sing, sing, sing
Lightnin bugs in bottles
They gimme all the light I need
And Im seinin bait for linin
And that cotton mouth keeps on windin
Sing, sing, sing
Oh, that big iron pots a boilin
And that red eyed momma keeps toilin
And the crawdad meats for dinin
And oh, that cotton mouth keeps on windin, lord
Sing, sing, sing
song performed by by Doobie Brothers
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Cotton Owens was leading and daddy was second. They came up on me and I moved over to let them pass. Cotton went on, but daddy bumped me in the rear and my car went right into the wall.
quote by Richard Petty
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I started to work with cotton fabrics. I used cotton because it's easy to work with, to wash, to take care of, to wear if it's warm or cold. It's great. That was the start.
quote by Issey Miyake
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