Eddie Noack – Cotton Mill (Guitar)

[Intro]
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A-boom! Chk-chk

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A-boom! Chk-chk

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A-boom! Chk, chk

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Uncle Walt? Hey, Uncle Walt. Do you hear me?

G
   "What do you want, boy?"

     D
Your field hands are all gone, Uncle Walt.

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How are we gonna grow that cotton?

                         D
"Well, I don't reckon we will, son.

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I guess we'll get in touch with those fellers from New York who come down here awhile back

    D
And sell 'em those trees over there

                    A7
And I reckon we'll let 'em build a cotton mill here."

D
Well, Uncle Walt let 'em build a cotton mill there.

G
   And one day, like a giant swooped his right hand down

D
   He swept away all the pine trees

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And he built a three-story-high, red-brick, cotton-picking cotton mill.

             G
While he was at it, they swept away Uncle Walt too.

          D                                                       A7
He never did know much about legal things like contracts and fine print.

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I was just a kid then, and one of the earliest memories of my childhood was the loom.

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The loom, with the shuttle going back and forth, making cotton into cloth.

               D
And it sounded like:

[Chorus]
  D
A-boom! Chk-chk

  N.C.
A-boom! Chk-chk

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A-boom! Chk, chk, chk

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1930 came along: violence, strikes.

D
   Three dollars a week just wouldn't get it.

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A plug of chewing tobacc-er, couple pounds of flour and some fatback and molasses.

               G
When they went back to work, they was making six dollars a week.

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But not until Clarence Carter- Clarence was Walt Carter's boy, lived next door

       D
Not until Clarence Carter got on this newfangled thing called an elevator

       G
And it fell with him in the cotton mill.

D
   'course, they brought Clarence home.

                 A7
Then, they took him away again.

                              D
And Clarence'll never have to worry about that:

[Chorus]
  D
A-boom! Chk-chk

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A-boom! Chk-chk

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A-boom! Chk, chk, chk

D
He won't hear it anymore.

D
Then there was Sarah that lived down the street.

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   At 14 years old, Sarah went to work in the cotton mill, breathing that lint.

                                A7
Man, it's worse than a coal mine. Six dollars a week.

D
   And every time Sarah come out of that cotton mill, she'd be coughing.

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Something like: (*long, wheezing cough*)

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Well, the big year: 1932.

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   Roosevelt, Big Deal... New Deal.

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   Everybody's gonna have a fortune, like A-models and things.

D
   Another strike in the cotton mill.

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   Machine guns on the roof

                                D
And the National Guard throwing cigarettes down like they was going out of style.

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   And all the young kids in the neighborhood picking 'em up and smoking 'em

                         D
When they could beat the men to 'em.

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They finally fixed that elevator, after it fell with a National Guard lieutenant.

               D
I guess everything works out for the best after all.

    A7
And all the time we were living there

                             D
Listening day and night to that sound... that awful sound.

[Chorus]
  D
A-boom! Chk, chk

  D
A-boom! Chk, chk

        D
A-boom! Chk, chk, chk, chk