There's a black wind blowing in the cotton field, honey

There's a black wind blowing in the cotton field, baby

There's a black wind blowing in the cotton field

And o' how funny it makes me feel

Baby, sweet thing, darling



There's a long black cloud hanging in the sky, honey

There's a long black cloud hanging in the sky, baby

There's a long black cloud hanging in the sky

Weather's gonna break and hells gonna fly

Baby, sweet thing, darling



Cotton's pretty thin yonder on the hill, honey

Cotton's pretty thin yonder on the hill, baby

Cotton's pretty thin yonder on the hill

Won't clear a greenback dollar bill

Baby, sweet thing, darling



Work shade and back to the buzzard wing, honey

Work shade and back to the buzzard wing, baby

Work shade and back to the buzzard wing

Clouds are gonna bust and cry down rain

Baby, sweet thing darling



Words: woody guthrie (date unknown) - music: billy bragg (1997)