Plow hand has been my name, Lord, for forty years or more Plow hand has been my name, Lord, for forty years or more Now I did all I could Oh Lord, tryin' to take care of my so and so I ain't gonna raise no more cotton, I declare, I ain't gonna raise no corn I ain't gonna raise no more cotton, I declare, I ain't gonna raise no corn Now if a mule started runnin' away with the world Oh, Lord, I'm gonna let him go ahead on I wouldn't tell a mule to get up if he'd sit down in my lap I wouldn't tell a mule to get up if he'd sit down in my lap I declare, I'm through with plowin' Oh Lord, that's what killed my old grandpap Every night I'm hollerin' "Whoa, gee, git up" in my sleep Every night I'm hollerin' "Whoa, gee, git up" in my sleep I'm always settin' my backbone back Oh Lord, tryin' to keep my plow from going too deep