(Bom-bom-bom)
 No, you ain't a-gonna make a cottonpicker out of me
 (Bom-bom-bom)

 You can make a-me laugh, make a-me cry
 Shake the stars right out of the sky
 But, you ain't a-gonna make a cottonpicker out of me

 You can make a-me sweat, make a-me steam
 You can make a-me rock-rock-rock till I scream
 But, you ain't a-gonna make a cottonpicker out of me

 You can make a-me laugh, make a-me cry
 Make a-me roll-roll-roll till I die
 But, you ain't a-gonna make a cottonpicker out of me

 You can make a-me poor, make a-me rich
 Make a-me want the seven-year-itch
 But, you ain't a-gonna make a cottonpicker out of me

 You can make a-me sing, make a-me dance
 Make a-me rock right out of my pants
 But, you ain't a-gonna make a cottonpicker out of me

 (Hey, hey you cottonpickers, right everybody, back to work