Chords for Song from a Cotton Field - Bessie Brown

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[F#] _ _ [Bm] Hey, _ [Em] hee, hi, [F#] ho, picking [B] cotton all day.
_ Hey, [G] _ [E] hee, [C] hi, [F#] ho, just a-picking [B] away. _
All [F#] white folks knows [Em] I'm working.
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[C#] They know [F#] there won't be [B] no jerking. _
_ [G] Hee, hi, ho, I [C#] know I'll get [F#] my pay.
[Bm] Ain't no use picking, cause [G] I'll be picking
[F#m] till all my [Bm] children is grown. _
Then I'll shuffle and skip [G] and scuffle
[Bm] to have a field of my _ own.
[B] All my life, I've been making it all [E] my life.
[Bm] White folks [A] taking it this old hard.
They just breaking [Bm] it.
Ain't got a thing to show for what I've done, done.
But things get brighter, loads [G] get [B] lighter.
I'll keep plugging _ away.
_ Sing my song like I'm happy [Em] I'm gay _ all day.
_ Just tell the world for _ [G] me.
My [F#m] soul done set me free.
_ That's the song [A] I'll sing [E] till they beat [G] me under [D] the clay.
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[F#m] Oh, children, stop your [B] grumbling.
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [Bm] Oh, _ _ [Em] that's [Bm] the block you're stumbling.
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_ [B] Just keep on [E] working and [B] _
_ [G] _ [Em] praising.
_ You'll [B]
see [E] that you'll conquer [D] someday. _
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_ _ [B] _ _ Ain't no use kicking.
[G] I'll be [B] picking till all my children is grown.
_ _ Then I'll shuffle, [G] skip and scuffle
[F#] to have a [B] field of my own.
_ All my life, I've been making it [Bm] all my [E] life.
White folks [A] taking it this old hard.
They just [D] breaking it.
[Bm] Ain't got a thing to show for what I've done, done.
But things get brighter, loads get lighter.
I'll [F#] keep on [Bm] plugging away.
_ [B] Sing my [Bm] song like I'm happy [E] I'm gay _ all day.
[Em] Just tell the world for [G] me.
My soul [B] done set me [F#] free.
_ That's the song I'll sing [E] till they put [G] me under [D] the clay. _
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