Cotton Mill Eddie Noack

[Intro]
A-boom! Chk-chk
A-boom! Chk-chk
A-boom! Chk, chk

[Verse 1]
Uncle Walt?
Hey, Uncle Walt. Do you hear me?
What do you want, boy?
Your field hands are all gone, Uncle Walt
How are we gonna that cotton?
Well, I don't reckon we will, son
I guess we'll get in touch with those fellers from New York who come down here awhile back and sell 'em those trees over there and I reckon we'll let 'em build a cotton mill here
Well, Uncle Walt let 'em build a cotton mill there
And one day, like a giant swooped his right hand down, he swept away all the pine trees and he built a three-story-high, red-brick, cotton-picking cotton mill

[Verse 2]
While he was at it, they swept away Uncle Walt too
He never did know much about legal things like contracts and fine print
I was just a kid then, and one of the earliest memories of my childhood was the loom
The loom, with the shuttle going back and forth, making cotton into cloth
And it sounded like:

[Chorus]
A-boom! Chk-chk
A-boom! Chk-chk
A-boom! Chk, chk, chk