• To what do I owe
    this lovely white cotton
    So much as I lothe
    a single white button
    among black

    To what do I see
    in this lovely white cotton
    tis colder than death, but the sea
    Oh the sea is hideous in comparison
    tis sparkles and shines like a star

    This lovely white cotton
    tis nothing but snow
    on thy lawn
    reminds me of love, oh
    come see this lovely white cotton