Hey-ey, Mr. Boweevil, man, don't sing them blues no more
Well, oh-ho, Mr. Boweevil, man, don't sing them blues no more
Well, you're Mr. Boweevil here, and I know you're the man everywhere in the world you go
Well, well, Mr. Boweevil, you ate up all of my cotton and corn
Well, ho, Mr. Boweevil, I know that you ate up all my cotton and corn
Well, you done ate up all of my home, whoa, now you got my little sweet girl and gone
Well, Mr. Boweevil, I recognize you everywhere in the world you go
Whoa-oa, Mr. Boweevil, I recognize you everywhere in the world you go
Well, you done wrecked my family, and you tore down my little happy home
Well, goodbye, Mr. Boweevil, I hope we'll never meet again
Oh-oh, goodbye, Mr. Boweevil, whoa, I hope we'll never meet again
Well you can bet I can tell the whole round world, whoa, Mr. Boweevil not no farmer's friend
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