| Oh, the boll weevil am a little black bug
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| Come from Mexico, they say, uh huh
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| Come all the way to Texas
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| Lookin' for a place to stay
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| Jus' a-lookin' for a home
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| Jus' a-lookin' for a home
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| Now the first time I see the boll weevil
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| He’s a sittin' on the square
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| Next time I see the boll weevil
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| Got all o' his family there
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| Jus' a-lookin' for a home
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| Jus' a-lookin' for a home
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| The farmer say to the weevil
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| «What make your head so red?»
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| Weevil say to the farmer
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| «It's a wonder I ain’t dead
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| Lookin' for a home, boss
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| Jus' a-Iookin' for a home»
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| The farmer take the weevil
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| Put him in the red hot fire
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| Weevil say to the farmer
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| «Hey, ah ah; |
| hey ah ah»
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| It’ll be my home, yessir
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| It’ll be my home"
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| The cap’n say to the missus
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| «What do you think of that?
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| Boll weevil done made a nest
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| In my best Sunday hat»
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| Gonna have a home
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| Gonna have a home
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| The boll weevil got half the cotton
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| The merchant got the rest
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| Didn’t leave the farmer’s wife
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| But one old cotton dress
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| And it full o' holes
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| It a-full o' holes
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| Now if anybody should ax ya
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| Who it was that a-made this song
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| Tell 'em to the dark complected fella
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| With a pair o' blue duckins on
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| Ain’t got no home, no sir
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| Ain' t a-got no home
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| Po' boy |