Down On Dankin's Farm - Fred McDowell

I ain’t gonna move

On that Dankin’s Farm

I’m gonna move

From that Dankin’s Farm

I’m goin-a move

From the Dankin’s Farm

Can’t raise no cotton, baby

Honey, even no corn

Can’t raise no cotton 'round here

Baby, even no corn

That’s why I’m gon' move

From that Dankin’s Farm

How can I plough, Captain

You won’t eat no corn?

You wanna hear his ordinant

And he won’t leave out any at his calls

Baby, when you marry

Don’t marry no farmin' man

When you marry, darlin'

Don’t marry no farmin' man

If a day beats Sunday

Got a hoe held in yo hands

(guitar)

I’m gonna move

From that Dankin Farm

(guitar)

I’m gonna move

From that Dankin Farm

(guitar)

I can’t raise no cotton, darlin'

Honey, even no corn

(guitar to end)