Tex Williams Pickin' White Gold Lyrics:
Down in the place where I call home I've been
workin' my fingers to the bone Pickin' white gold
pickin' white gold All day long in that Louisiana
sun pickin' and a pullin' white cotton by the tons
Pickin' white gold pickin' white gold I fill my
sack and I put it on my shoulder then I go away
again But old man cotton won't let me make a
nickel till I take it to the gin So I bent my back
till I feel it's gonna break Try to thinkin' how
much I'm gonna make Pickin' white gold pickin'
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white gold

There's a little girl that I call Nellie all day
she works alongside of me Pickin' white gold
pickin' white gold Her lips are soft as a cotton
in her hand side by side we're makin' our plans
Pickin' white gold pickin' white gold There's a
little house with a little solid ground make a
mighty pretty home All we lead is little money
down we could call it our Rome So I can't rest
till I get through I need the money for what it
can do Pickin' white gold pickin' white gold
pickin' white gold pickin' white gold Pickin'
white gold (pickin' white gold) pickin' white gold
Lyrics: Pickin' White Gold, Tex Williams [end]