Lyrics A Hundred And Ten In The Shade - John Fogerty

A Hundred And Ten In The Shade

Way out here in the cotton
Sun beatin' down so hard
Sweat rollin' off of this shovel
Diggin' in the devil’s boneyard
Sure like a cold drink of water
Soft rag to soothe my face
Sure like a woman to talk to in this place
It’s a hundred and ten
Hundred and ten in the shade
Goin' way down
Mama won’t you carry me
Handle so hot I can’t stand it
Might shrivel up and blow away
Noonday sun makes you crazy
Least, that’s what the old men say
Bottom land hard as a gravestone
Couldn’t cut it with an axe
Gonna lay me down right here
And that’s a fact
It’s a hundred and ten
Hundred and ten in the shade
Goin' way down
Mama won’t you carry me
Sometimes late in the evenin'
Everything is quiet and still
I set here and think about leaving
Lord I guess I never will
Heartache down in that city
Bright light scares me anyway
Sure like a woman to talk to in this place
It’s a hundred and ten
Hundred and ten in the shade
Goin' way down
Mama won’t you carry me