Ballad of the Boll Weevil

Have you heard the latest?
The latest of the song
'Bout that little boll weevil
He done been here and gone
Looking for a home
Looking for a home

Boll weevil, he's a little black bug
From Mexico, they say
Came all the way to Texas
Looking for a place to stay
Looking for a home
Just looking for a home, home, home
Looking for a home
Just looking for a home

Now the first time I seen the boll weevil
He was sitting on the square
Next time I seen the boll weevil
He had his whole damn family there
He's looking for a home
He's looking for a home, home, home
Looking for a home
He's looking for a home

Well the farmer took the boll weevil
He put him in a cake of ice
The boll weevil said to the farmer
This is mighty cool and nice
This'll be my home
This'll be my home

Now the farmer took the boll weevil
And put him in the hot sand
Boll weevil said this is mighty hot
But I'll stand it like a man
It'll be my home
It'll be my home, home, home
It'll be my home
It'll be my home

The boll weevil said to the farmer
You'd better leave me alone
I ate all your cotton, now I'm gonna
Start in on your corn
I'm looking for a home
I'm looking for a home, home, home
Looking for a home
I'm looking for a home

The farmer said to his missus
What d'you think of that?
Boll weevil's gone and ate a hole
In my best Sunday hat
He's looking for a home
He's looking for a home

Farmer said to the merchant
I ain't made but one bale
'Fore I give you that one
I'd fight and go to jail
I'll keep my home
I'll keep my home

Oh, the boll weevil's got half the cotton and
The merchant's got the rest
Didn't leave the farmer's wife
But one old cotton dress
And it's full of holes
And it's full of holes
It's full of holes
It's full of holes

Now if anyone should ask you
Who was it made this song
Tell 'em a poor old farmer
He done been here and gone
He ain't got no home
He ain't got no home
He ain't got no home
He ain't got no home