ugh of this old world of worry Gonna trade my troubles for a crown I will make my way across the fields of cotton And wade through muddy waters one last time And in my dreams I come out clean When I reach the other side West of where the sun sets, where rainbows never die I’ve got one last thing to do One more mile before I’m through Casting off these earthly chains Going where there’s no more pain I will make my way across the fields of cotton And wade through muddy waters one last time And in my dreams I come out clean When I reach the other side West of where the sun sets, where rainbows never die I’m an old man now, can’t do nothing Young folks don’t pay me no mind