There's a house on a hill

By a worn down weathered old mill

In the valley below where the river winds

There's no such thing as bad times

And a soft southern flame

Oh cotton jenny's her name

She wakes me up when the sun goes down

And the wheel of love goes round

Wheels of love go round

Love go round

Love go round

Joyful sound

I ain't got a penny

For cotton jenny to spend

But then

The wheels go round

When a new day begins

I go down to the cotton ging

And i make my time worthwhile to them

Then i climb back up again

And she waits by the door

Oh cotton jenny i'm sore

She rubs my feet while the sun goes down

And the wheel of love goes round

Wheels of love go round

Love go round

Love go round

Joyful sound

I ain't got a penny

For cotton jenny to spend

But then

The wheels go round

In the hot sickly south

When they say well shut my mout

I can never be free from the cotton grind

But i know i've got what's mine

A soft southern flame

Oh cotton jenny's her name

She wakes me up when the sun goes down

And the wheel of love goes round

Wheels of love go round

Love go round

Love go round

A joyful sound

I ain't got a penny

For cotton jenny to spend

But then

The wheel goes round