John Fogerty
"Hundred And Ten In The Shade"

Way out there in the cotton,
Sun beatin' down so hard.
Sweat rollin'off of this shovel,
Diggin' in the Devil's boneyard.
Sure like a cool drink a water,
soft rag to cool my face.
Sure like a woman to talk to...
in this place.

Chorus:
It's a hundred and ten,
Hundred and ten in the shade.
Goin' way down, mama won't you carry me.

Handle so hot I can't stand it.
Might shrivel up and blow away.
Noonday sun make you crazy,
'least that's what the old men say.
Bottomland hard as a gravestone.
Couldn't cut it with an axe!
Gonna lay me down right here,
and that' a fact!

Chorus (twice)

Sometimes late in the evenin'
Everything is quiet and still.
I set here and think about leavin',
Lord, I guess I never will.
Heartache down in that city.
Bright lights scares me anyhow.
Sure like a woman to talk to...
in this place.

Chorus (4 times) and fade