Karaoké Cotton Pickin' Time Blake Shelton

On a Mississippi mornin' my dad yelled out a warnin'

Son you better hit that cotton patch real soon

And on my way down to the field

As I passed Old Johnson's Mill

I saw Becky Morgan skinny dippin' nude

Well I couldn't help but stop and stare

Hypnotized

I stood right there

Enchanted by the beauty that I'd seen

Then she gave me a come here smile nearly drove my body wild

I fell down tryin' to kick off my jeans

Well on that cotton pickin' mornin'

I met up with Becky Morgan

You know that day

I didn't get to work on time

And in the days of my December

I know I will remember

Sowin' oats at cotton pickin' time

Well I lost my job that summer but I guess I had it comin'

'Cos pickin' that cotton just wasn't on my mind

But you don't need too much money when you got a Tupelo honey

Keepin' you cool in the Mississippi hot sunshine

And every cotton pickin' mornin'

I met up with Becky Morgan

The whole dang summer

I never got to work on time

And in the days of my December

I know I will remember

Sowin' oats at cotton pickin' time

Oh yeah

We've come along way since then now I own that cotton gin

And I bought that mill just to make her smile

And to keep our love from growin' old

We still go down there to that hole

Skinny dip and Becky's just as wild

Now every cotton pickin' mornin'

I wake up with Becky Morgan

And to this day

I never get to work on time

And in the days of our December

I know we'll both remember

Sowin' oats at cotton pickin' time

Now every cotton pickin' mornin'

I wake up with Becky Morgan

And to this day

I never get to work on time

And in the days of our December

I know we'll both remember

Sowin' oats at cotton pickin' time

Well we were sowin' oats at cotton pickin' time

We were sowin' oats at cotton pickin' time