Текст песни Misc Traditional - Boll Weevil

Oh, the boll weevil is a little black bug, comes from Mexico they say.

Came all the way to Texas, came a lookin' for a place to stay.
came a lookin' for a home, came a lookin' for a home.

Now, the first time I saw that little black bug, he was sittin' up on a plant.  

I said hey there boll weevil, if you think you're gonna stay you can't.
Go a lookin' for a home, Go a lookin' for a home.

Well, the next thing I knew, that little black bug crawled around without a care.

He was mighty well contented, 'case he had his family there.
He was makin' up a home, He was makin' up a home.

I got mad and told the little black bug, gonna spray you till y'all die, 

and the weevil said if you do it, my pals will come and multiply.
'cause we gotta have a home, 'cause we gotta have a home, 

So I got on my knees, Boll Weevil, said I, you're a treatin' me with scorn.  

You done et up my cotton, and you're startin' in on my corn.
Can't you find another home? Can't you find another home?

When the merchants came round to buy the cotton crop, I didn't have a bale to sell.

I couldn't pay the mortgage, and heavily in debt I fell.
Now I haven't got a home, Now I haven't got a home, 
Now I haven't got a home, Now I haven't got a home.

Strum pattern: DDUUDU

There are many versions of this traditional folk song. I like this version because it tells the story 
clearly and cleverly. I've made some minor modifications to make it easier to sing the lyrics.