Boll Weevil (Rerecorded) - Tex Ritter

Oh, the boll weevil am a little black bug

Come from Mexico, they say, uh huh

Come all the way to Texas

Lookin' for a place to stay

Jus' a-lookin' for a home

Jus' a-lookin' for a home

Now the first time I see the boll weevil

He’s a sittin' on the square

Next time I see the boll weevil

Got all o' his family there

Jus' a-lookin' for a home

Jus' a-lookin' for a home

The farmer say to the weevil

«What make your head so red?»

Weevil say to the farmer

«It's a wonder I ain’t dead

Lookin' for a home, boss

Jus' a-Iookin' for a home»

The farmer take the weevil

Put him in the red hot fire

Weevil say to the farmer

«Hey, ah ah;

hey ah ah»

It’ll be my home, yessir

It’ll be my home"

The cap’n say to the missus

«What do you think of that?

Boll weevil done made a nest

In my best Sunday hat»

Gonna have a home

Gonna have a home

The boll weevil got half the cotton

The merchant got the rest

Didn’t leave the farmer’s wife

But one old cotton dress

And it full o' holes

It a-full o' holes

Now if anybody should ax ya

Who it was that a-made this song

Tell 'em to the dark complected fella

With a pair o' blue duckins on

Ain’t got no home, no sir

Ain' t a-got no home

Po' boy