"Down Where The Cotton Blossoms Grow"
J. W. Myers
Words by Andrew B. Sterling
Music by Harry Von Tilzer
I was going home again. I was waiting for my
train in a quaint old railway station way out west.
All the world was bright to me, for I knew I soon
would see dear old mother and the girl I loved the best.
I could see the rustic gate where I swung with sweetheart
Kate and my old plantation home that stood below.
May the soft moon gently shine on your sweet face, mother mine...
J. W. Myers
Words by Andrew B. Sterling
Music by Harry Von Tilzer
I was going home again. I was waiting for my
train in a quaint old railway station way out west.
All the world was bright to me, for I knew I soon
would see dear old mother and the girl I loved the best.
I could see the rustic gate where I swung with sweetheart
Kate and my old plantation home that stood below.
May the soft moon gently shine on your sweet face, mother mine...
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00:00Down where the cotton blossoms grow, sung by J.W. Miles, Columbia Records.
00:19I was going home again, I was waiting for my train.
00:27I'd seen a quaint old railway station way up west.
00:34All the world was bright to me, but I knew I soon would see
00:41dear old mother and the girl I loved the best.
00:48I could see the rusty gate where I swang with sweet heartache,
00:55and my old plantation home that stood below.
01:02May the soft moon gently shine on your sweet face, mother mine,
01:11in the hometown where the cotton blossoms grow.
01:19Because tonight a field of snowy white, hear the doffies singing soft and low,
01:32I long there to be, but the one way for me, down where the cotton blossoms grow.