There's a house on a hill By a worn-down weathered old mill And a valley below where the river winds There's no such thing as bad times And a soft southern flame Old Cotton Jenny's her name And she wakes him up when the sun goes down And the wheel of love goes round Wheels of love go round Love go round, love go round Joyful sound He ain't got a penny For Cotton Jenny to spend But then the wheels go round Then the new day begins He goes down to the cotton gin And he makes his time worthwhile to them And then he climbs back up again And she waits by the door Old Cotton Jenny's soul And she rubs his feet while the sun goes down And the wheel of love goes round Wheels of love go round Love go round, love go round Joyful sound He ain't got a penny For Cotton Jenny to spend But then the wheels go round Wheels of love go round Love go round, love go round Joyful sound He ain't got a penny For Cotton Jenny to spend But then the wheels go round Wheels go round Wheels go round, love go round Love go round, love go round Love go round, love go round
