Boll Weevil Blues

Névadó dalunk. Sok szempontból megfeleltethető a mi ’Katalinka szállj el!’ mondókánkkal (Katalinka, Katalinka, / Szállj el, szállj el, / Jönnek a törökök, / Sós kútba vetnek, / Onnan is kivesznek, / Kerék alá tesznek, / Onnan is kivesznek…). A Boll Weevil-t is számtalan megpróbáltatás éri, amelyeket azonban emberesen visel. Így talán már érhető, hogy miért is azonosultak ebben a dalban a feketék azzal a gyapotfúró bogárral, amely alapvetően az ő megélhetésüket is megrendítette.

Boll Weevil Blues

Well, the boll weevil is a little black bug
Come from Mexico they say
Well he come all the way to Texas
He was lookin for a place to stay
Just lookin’ for a home,
He was lookin’ for a home

Well, the first time I seen a boll weevil,
He was sitting on a square,
And the next time I seen the boll weevil,
He had his whole damn family there,
They were looking for a home,
Just looking for a home.

Then the farmer took the boll weevil,
Put him in the hot sand,
And the boll weevil said to the farmer,
"Well, you are treating me like a man.
It’ll be my my home,
I’ll have a home

Then the farmer took the boll weevil,
Put him on the ice,
And the boll weevil said to the farmer,
"It is mighty cool and nice.
It’ll be my my home,
It’ll be my home.

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