On a pink sky misty morning back in 1994 We met down by the river where the mountain flowers grow Then the clouds they started rolling, cast a shadow on the road And there he stood before us, a man that no one knows
If it hadn't been for Cotton-Eyed Joe I'd been married a long time ago Where did you come from? Where did you go? Where did you come from, Cotton-Eyed Joe? You left me alone with nowhere to go Spent my life trying to bring her back home Where did you come from? Where did you go? Where did you come from, Cotton-Eyed Joe?
