Well I'm sitting over here on Parchman Farm
Well I'm sitting over here on Parchman Farm
Well I'm sitting over here on Parchman Farm
Never done no man no harm

Puttin that cotton in an eleven foot sack
Well, I'm putting that cotton in
An eleven foor sack
Well, I'm putting that cotton in
An eleven foot sack
Now, a twelve-gauge shotgun at my back

I'm gonna be down here for
The rest of my life
Gonna be down here for the rest of my life
Now i'm gonna be down here for
The rest of my life
And all I did was shoot my wife

Up every mornin at the break a day
Well, I'm up every mornin at the break a day
Well, I'm up every mornin at the break a day
And all I did was have my say

Well, one a these days
I'm gonna leave this place
One a these days, gonna leave this place
One a these days I'm gonna leave this place
I'm gonna go somewhere, join the human race

Sittin right here for the rest of my life
I'm sitting over here on Parchman Farm
Well, I'm sitting over here on Parchman Farm
And I never done nobody no harm

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Writer(s): BOOKER T. WHITE