I was born in Cottontown third generation down
Eight of us and a redbone hound here in Cottontown
A little white church and a general store local grains with a dancin' floor
Reckon we don't need much more here in Cottontown

Tobacco barns and cotton bales lightning buds and whippoorwills
Good old boys and Southern belles here in Cottontown
We're known to drink a little shine on Saturday night as sweet as wine
Just to get the feet a flyin' here in Cottontown

I've got a gal in Cottontown doesn't mind mе hangin' round
Gonna put her in a satin gown here in Cottontown
Might have us a kid or three a picket fence and an apple tree
Homegrown lovin is all we need Here in Cottontown

Lay me down in Cottontown close enough to hear the sound
Of Billy in the Low Ground played here in Cottontown
The only wish I dare to make before I reach those pearly gates
Is that Heaven has a place just like Cottontown