Capo 3 
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     C 
On a Mississippi mornin'  
   F                C 
My dad yelled out a warnin' 
                        G            C 
Son you better hit that cotton patch soon 
And on my way on down the field 
F               C 
As I passed Old Johnson's Mill 
                    G              C 
I saw Becky Morgan, skinny dippin' nude. 
 
       C 
Well I couldn't help but stop and stare 
F            C 
Hypnotized I stood right there                    
Enchanted by the beauty that I'd seen         
Then she gave me a come here smile 
F               C 
Nearly drove my body wild 
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I fell down tryin' to kick off my jeans. 
 
Chorus: 
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Well on that cotton pickin' mornin' 
      F            C 
I met up with Beck Morgan 
You know that day I didn't get to work on time 
                      C/G 
And in the days of my December  
  F           C 
I know I will remember 
               G              C 
Sowin' oats at Cotton Pickin' Time. 
 
       C 
Well I lost my job that summer 
      F              C 
But I guess I had it comin'  
Cause that pickin' cotton just wasn't on my mind 
But you don't get too much money 
         F            C 
When you got a Tupelo honey 
                        G                  C 
Keepin' you cool in the Mississippi hot sunshine. 
 
 
 
Chorus2: 
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And every cotton pickin' mornin' 
      F             C 
I met up with Becky Morgan 
The whole dang I never got to work on time 
                      C/G 
And in the days of my December  
  F           C 
I know I will remember 
               G              C 
Sowin' oats at Cotton Pickin' Time. 
 
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      C 
We've come along way since then 
Now I own that cotton gin 
And I bought that mill  
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Just to make her smile  
And to keep our love from growin' old 
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We still go down there to that hole 
               G                C 
Skinny dip and Becky is just as wild. 
 
Chorus3: 
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And every cotton pickin' mornin' 
       F             C 
I wake up with Becky Morgan 
And to this day I never got to work on time 
                       C/G 
And in the days of our December  
  F               C 
I know we'll will remember 
               G              C 
Sowin' oats at Cotton Pickin' Time. 
 
Chorus3: 
 
                       G              C 
We were sowin' oats at Cotton Pickin' Time 
                       G              C 
We were sowin' oats at Cotton Pickin' Time.