Anne Murray - Cotton jenny

^CThere's a house on a hill by a ^Fworn down weathered old ^Cmill In the valley ^G7be-low where the river winds

There's no such thing as bad ^Ctimes And a soft southern flame oh ^FCotton Jenny's her ^Cname

She wakes me ^G7up when the sun goes down And the wheels of love go ^Cround

Wheels of love go ^Fround love go ^Croun-d Love go ^D7round a joyful ^G7soun-d

I ain't ^Cgot a penny for ^FCotton Jenny to ^G7spend but then The wheels go ^Croun-d

When the new day be-gins I go ^Fdown to the cotton ^Cgin And I make my ^G7time worthwhile to them

Then I climb back up a-^Cgain And she waits by the door oh ^FCotton Jenny I'm ^Csore

She rubs my ^G7feet while the sun goes down And the wheels of love go ^Cround

In the hot sickly south when they ^Fsay well shut my ^Cmouth I can never be ^G7free from the cotton grind

But I know I got what's ^Cmine A soft southern flame oh ^FCotton Jenny's her ^Cname

She wakes me ^G7up when the sun goes down And the wheels of love go ^Cround