Let me tell you a story about a boll weevil
Now, some of you may not know
But, a boll weevil is an insect
And he's found mostly where cotton grows
Now, where he comes from, nobody really knows
But, this is the way story goes
The farmer said to the boll weevil
I see you're on the square
Boll weevil said to the farmer
Say yep, my whole darn family's here
We gotta have a home, gotta have a home
The farmer said to the boll weevil
Say, why do you pick my farm?
The weevil just laughed at the farmer and said
We ain't gonna do ya much harm
We're looking for home
And the boll weevil spotted a lightning bug
He said Hey, I'd like to make a trade with you
'Cos, you see if I was a lightning bug
I'd search the whole night through
Searching for home, I'd have me plenty of homes
And the boll weevil called the farmer, and he said
You better sell your old machines
'Cause when I'm through with your cotton
You can't even buy gasoline
I gonna stake me a home, gotta have a home
And the boll weevil said to the farmer, said
Farmer, I'd like to wish you well
Farmer said to the boll weevil
Yeah, I wish that you were in
Lookin' for home, lookin' for a home
Ah, you have a home, all right
You'd have a home, real hot home