Show 'em, who's boss, with your smoker's cough Give it to 'em early in the morning You smell like salt and cotton balls Baked in the high blue sun The river runs wide and crooked at times Swells up with the hurricane rain I don't mind, it doesn't happen all the time I was born to bare a hurricane I was born to bare a hurricane They say you can't foresee the weather But you can stand in the wind You can thank the sky when the cotton grows high Curse the dirt when it's dead again Curse the dirt whеn it's dead again ♪ Life is suffering, but lovе and family Make hard work in the hot sun okay When the day is done ♪ Abel killed Cain and took the remains To drop out deep in the ocean Came back covered in the poor boy's blood But nobody said a thing You know his blood runs wild and crooked at times Swells up like the hurricane rain I don't mind it doesn't happen all the time I was born to be a hurricane I was born to be a hurricane They say you can't foresee the weather But you can stand in the wind You can thank the sky when the cotton grows high Curse the dirt when it's dead again Curse the dirt when it's dead again Life is suffering But love and family Make hard work in the hot sun okay When the day is done