| This year the boll weevil, he lives in my cotton
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| The big river flooded out my corn in the bottom
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| Talk about a man with troubles I’ve got 'em.
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| But you’ve been mighty good to me.
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| Lord, you’ve been mighty good to me.
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| My barn burned down and it was nearly new
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| A rat must of knawed the wires in two
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| But don’t get me wrong I’m not fussin' at you.
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| For you’ve been mighty good to me.
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| Lord, you’ve been mighty good to me.
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| you’ve been mighty good to me
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| You’ve let me keep my family
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| To me you never have been rude
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| You keep my table filled with food.
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| And I thank you every night and day
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| 'Cause I don’t, enough I should say.
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| Lord, you’ve been mighty good to me.
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| My best horse fell and broke both hind legs
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| What chickens I have they won’t lay any eggs
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| But you know, Lord, I never borrow or beg
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| For you’ve been mighty good to me
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| Lord, you’ve been mighty good to me.
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| (Lord, you’ve been mighty good to me
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| You’ve let me keep my family
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| To me you never have been rude
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| You keep my table filled with food.)
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| My best horse fell and broke both hind legs
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| What chickens I have they won’t lay any eggs
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| But you know, Lord, I never borrow or beg
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| For you’ve been mighty good to me
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| Yes, you’ve been mighty good to me.
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| You’ve been mighty good to me
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| Lord, you’ve been mighty good to me… |